Alpha's slave, the eternal submission
In the midst of that, my sharp eyes catch someone who is playing no part in the display of colours, she is wearing odd shade of white, odd fashion and a veil is around her neck, hiding the mark that I put on her.
Yeri.
But what is she doing?
Amidst the lively laughter and delighted exclamations of my harem, Yeri’s expression is stern and unyielding as she confronts Yolanda who clutches a glittering treasure.
Yeri’s dark eyes, usually soft is blazing with a fiery determination. Her posture is rigid, every muscle tenses as she speaks to Yolanda. Her brows are furrowed, her lips pressed into a thin, resolute line. I can almost feel the silent storm of emotions raging within her: a blend of ange
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