Bolton POVIt had been three days since I made my demands and with me getting an unexpected reply. I hadn't expected for the alpha to agree honestly and I couldn't help but think that this was some sort of trap. But after three days, today was the D-day and so far, nothing out of the ordinary had haoiand I couldn't help but think maybe I was just being paranoid. Walking into my modest closet, I put on a couple of modest looking clothes which could barely qualify as a suit due to it's thread bare nature and faded colour.“I guess this will have to do.” I said to myself as I shrugged while staring at myself through the mirror.“BAM, BAM, BAM.” a knocking sound came from my door.“Who on earth is banging on my door like this?” I shouted in anger as I walked towards the door. Opening it, I saw some of the slaves before me in their threadbare clothes, with their stoic faces filled with displeasure.“What seems to be the problem?” I asked, staring at them.“Won't you let us come in first?”
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