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I Don't Recognize Him
Aurelia It had been a few days since the king and his men visited us, and I felt off. Maybe it was the homesick feeling that was dragging me down or the building frustration with the guys that was causing this weird feeling to settle inside me. Their overbearing, possessive, and controlling ways were starting to wear me down. I waited until after the king left before asking them—more like begged them to take me to the small village in the south. I had a feeling that if the villagers didn't like or trust Alphas, the king wouldn't be able to get through to them. But maybe I could. Of course, the guys refused straight up without even hearing me out. It was infuriating. I felt like a child who needed permission to do anything, and I wasn't used to that. I get that it was dangerous o
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