A Softened King

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The heavy wooden gate of the orphanage creaked softly as we pushed it open, stepping into the grassy courtyard where a dozen children were scattered about, playing with wooden blocks and fabric balls. The moment the gate clicked shut, the laughing and shouting died down instantly. A heavy, breathless silence fell over the yard. Every single child froze, their eyes going wide in absolute shock as they stared at the massive, imposing figure walking beside me. Demetrius stood a full head taller than anyone else in the village, his Alpha aura naturally commanding and powerful, even when he was trying to suppress it. The kids looked like they had just seen a legendary beast step straight out of their storybooks. I looked up at my mate and had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from burst

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