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The Alpha's Slave Unveiled Jealousy
Agnes' POV “You've been lying to us this whole time, right?” said Audrey. She looked very angry and it made me wonder what her anger was about. “What are you exactly? huh? Tell me, what is your damn relationship with Cyrus? Why is he not going crazy looking for you?” she looked as though she was losing her mind. I had thought that she had resolved to torture me to death when she had discovered that Cyrus was not bothered by my disappearance. “I am a slave,” came my weak response. She stared at me intently and slapped me hard across the cheek. The slap would have been enough to dislocate a human but I was much more than that. “That did not hurt?” she quipped, startled that I had not even flinched at the impact of her slap. I was a strong werewolf. When I had lived as Agatha I had been stronger than most of Cyrus' top war officials. I had great strength and resilience; it was hard to defeat me or make me cower in pain. She punched me seeing that I only looked at her. She did not g
The Alpha's Slave A Deathly Welcome
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The Alpha's Slave The Price For Gertrude
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The Alpha's Slave Lord Marshall's Daughter
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