The Fiancée and the Slave

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CHAPTER 7 ALARIC’S POV “Alpha, the Gamma female is here to meet with you.” The guard outside my door announced. I turned to the mirror, my fingers twirling around the ropes of my robe, tying them around my waist. One glance at the window and the yellow sunlight that slithered through the curtains showed it was still so early in the morning. Had she just arrived this morning? The guard, who must have taken my silence as a refusal to meet with my Gamma, spoke again. “She was here last night... after you’d gone to bed. But we turned her away. She says it’s urgent.” “Alpha, I need to—” “Come in,” I responded, cutting her off. The door opened almost immediately, and she sauntered in. “My apologies, I was deep in thought,” I said, knowing that an apology would stop whatever anger w

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