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Chapter Fifty-One - Taming The Beast

Amy’s POV

I had ‘lost’ my skirt as per the routine, glad that the hubbub disguised the distinctive sound of Velcro coming apart. I had to take comfort in small things since I wasn’t in a good place, literally.

My panties were wet look to match my top and I was going no further, unless specifically instructed – and even then with extreme reluctance.

Fortunately, the Alpha King was in his possessive phase and I didn’t have to reprise my gyrations. At least, not in public.

I had no way of knowing, as he led me away from my audience, what awaited, only that it would be bad. Though I wasn’t sorry to be leaving the room. It heartened me to see that Ingrid seemed to be in her element, with Errol clapping enthusiastically, as she did a saucy little dance with a feather.

Diana’s face held a cruel look, which wasn’t aimed at me but at her sister. They didn’t resemble each other much, except for the fair hair, and even that was a different shade. Was one of them wearing a wig?

“You acted up on p
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