Alpha King MaxxwellThe door opened, and I was face to face with another bastard. The vampire king. Arrogant. Asshole. Jerk. Fucker. Name it. He was the epitome of the true definition of what a devil looked like. His fangs elongated at the sniff of the blood coming from Henderson. Licking his lips, he besmirched, "Too bad. I don't like poisonous blood from assholes like him." He smirked at me, faking a surprised look. "Your Highness. Maxxwell. Fancy meeting you here. The last time we saw each other was a decade ago."“That time, we nearly killed each other, King Perseus.”Perseus meant Destroyer.He chuckled. “Right. Right. Over some slave.” He smiled at the memories. “Maxxwell, the protector of the slaves. You always have a soft spot for them, don’t you? Even your mates are slaves. Not princesses. Not queens. Just slave,” Perseus continued. My mother was a slave, and my Father accepted her without hesitation. If he could accept Mother like that, what was my reason not to do the sam
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