A Sniff From The Alpha: The Stain Of Her Scent

he foul smell dangling on the tip of my nostrils. Then it softly landed on the tabl

me this rotten fo

et the headrest. The rhythm of the

step came, and my

n out… out by…

nd, and make sure you return with my

Alpha." He limped off

harp gasp burst out of my servant's mouth, I rose back to my feet, and glared at them. With f

se filled

ze fired at one who lazily laid at one corner in a lounging chair. That slender one with a face

ir

a scarf around her broomstick waist. "Hey, brothe

and your l

oth

at hand off if it

ed into my ear as she retreated from my blazing form. Behind me, her stupid guests r

e fragrance I needed to

nna tel

ommy again so she would come a

op insulting m

es at her flooded my

concerns me, including my chef!? How dare a

ilthy slave girl who somehow crawled into

e a little drenched

but a werewolf! Sto

ving like a tiny an

kin that omega alive

ack, to smell my rage. "Co

osen my grip. "You're

ept Moon, then I'd consider

baby's arm rig

avy steps towards me and that twin I wished I never

kill her for me?" Her mind-lin

r glowing yellow eyes burns more than looking directly at the blazing sun, and h

neck. "Jersey wanted to punish me again because of that stupid omega, Mommy!" H

go ahead and punish me, because I showe

un

outh, Jersey, and I'd forg

in as I felt my wolf growling. Unlike me, my wol

That evil little pup glanced at m

te well to s

ely deal with him. I'm gonna start from that omega,

up sauntered off. The mocking giggles weaving arou

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lly become smooth for me, especially when favoured by the next Alpha. But right at that moment, squeezed in

ffer too much as I face my death." In a

fire in my eyes. And my heart…it

brating. That fear was real. The smell of one of

, I cried out with