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Alpha King Ozar.

Yeri’s raven hair is cascading down her shoulders like a midnight waterfall. Her vibrant eyes are clouded with an unreadable emotion, her steps are not hesitant but they are not confident either. When my guard informed me of her presence, I was surprised. Despite being busy, turning her way didn’t come as a first option.

A muscle clenches in my jaw as I look at her features, there is obviously something wrong. I was already standing when she walked in and therefore, I remain the stance. As soon as she stops in front of me, I watch as her hands grab a fabric of her skirt and slowly, she descends on her knees towards me. The folds of her gown pools around her like a defeated flag. Her head is bowed, and her hands are atop each other.

“Get up.” I say, I don’t even want to know what it is about. I don’t want to see her on her knees, begging me or anyone else.

“I won’t until you grant me my heart desire.” She says and I exhale, throwing a file unto the table.

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