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GREY MORTAL
An entire week had gone by. And in that space, Lacy had not even seen the Alpha King once. She had caught a whiff of his intoxicating scent a few times to know that he was around and was just avoiding her. The question though was why? What was the point of making her his s*x slave if he was just going to keep her around without visiting her even once? Make no mistake, it wasn’t as though Lacy wanted any of that… or maybe she did? —She did not even know anymore. What she did know was that his distance just made her… confused. Because why go to such lengths if it was all for naught? Her mind kept playing back to when he had seen her naked in the bathroom. Had she come across as so hideous to him that now he wanted nothing more to do with her again? What other reason was there if not
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