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... Alpha she didn't know anything about. She hadn't even seen his face. If there was another word for unlucky, it would describe her perfectly. While she was being bathed, she noticed that her thighs were swollen and scratched. She wondered if the slavers had ever properly treated her wounds.
She sat nervously on a chair in a room that was supposed to be for the Alpha. Her heart raced as she waited for him to arrive. She was wearing a simple gown with nothing underneath, which made it easy ...
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