*Trigger warning; First part of this chapter contains triggering contents. Readers discretion is advised.*
MATTEO.
"Strip!" I growled at the lowly Omega staring at me and licking her lips seductively.
We were in my office, a few moments after the pack meeting had ended and I had gotten a response that the Grand King had agreed to see me in two days.
I unbuckled my belt, eyes pinned on her as she dropped the sleeves of her dress. She had hair similar to Natasha's, and that was exactly why I had chosen her. But she doesn't have the curves, and I figured I could just imagine her that way.
"What would you like from me, Alpha?" she said in a low pitched voice as she wiggled completely out of the tight dress and cupped her breasts while she continued to lick her lips.
Hmmn, looks good.
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