Tongue f*ck

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Luna Jillian I walked back to the mansion of the Golden Claws Pack with a heavy heart. The evening had taken a turn for the worse, and I knew I had to face Alpha Victor. As I entered our room, I saw him slumped on the couch, a bottle of wine half-empty beside him. His eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze was angry and accusing. "Cheater!" he slurred, his voice thick with drink. "I saw you with another man!" I was shocked, but I quickly composed myself, putting on a frown. I moved to a corner of the room, where I kept a small vial of red potion. Pouring it into a glass, I then filled it with wine, mixing it well. I returned to him, pretending to cry, my voice trembling as I spoke. "Victor, please," I said, my eyes welling up with fake tears. "I'm not cheating. I'm being abused." He looked

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