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16 She is My Slave
Ron spoke with a hint of implication. As the one referred to as the 'burden,' I had to endure the gaze of everyone. The group led by Ron cast malicious glances over me, especially when Ron caught sight of Alpha Klaus's clothes on me, a sinister and venomous intent flashed in his eyes. The exit of the hunting ground was not far away, and we stood in positions where we could launch attacks against each other but maintained a delicate balance. "Ron, I believe you haven't forgotten our bet, have you?" Klaus noticed the unfriendly attitude of the group towards me. With a firm grip on my waist, Klaus pulled me closer to him, letting his body block out most of those unfriendly gazes. Hiding in the shadow cast by Klaus's body, I gazed blankly at his silver hair, feeling a subtle stirring in my
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