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Alpha king Ozar.

“What do you want me to do?” Clipper asks.

I don’t know what to say. I scratch my forehead in a worried manner.

“I am worried.” I confess.

“So, what? You want to find a way to stop her. If she cannot go today, she will go another day. Plus, Theodric is a married man. You shouldn’t have to worry about him.” Clipper ensues.

“But have you seen Yeri? The council officers who are all married men were gawking at her the other day. She is mischievous and is capable of wielding her hand.” I say to Clipper but he may never understand. I know what prompted me to push Yeri to consort, then leave her as queen. Was it when she stroked my manhood at the time where she was a consort? Or was it how she sojourned me in the tents?

Yeri just has to make a smoke, and the rest will result in fire.

“Okay, I will leave now.”

“No—let there be a spy that has been found in the capital. Send gammas to the capital to search for the spy and because of that, no royal is to step out.” I say.

Clipp