The Alpha of Dragons

off my legs, and suddenly one of his hands flies down to catch my thigh to hold me down mor

it but fear has hold o

He lets go of my bare thigh, thank god, but then wraps his massive arm around my waist to keep me close. All I can do is bury my face in his la

ying to comfort

tained my face and I hate crying. He peel

down, he is covered in my

looks at us as we come out of the tent and my eyes settle on Clarain and I know he

supposed to be a wife and all and they have more freedom but I'm pretty sur

u?" He asks seeming to

! A smear on

cted you did she not, are you sure

ickens, Thr

beast if you want but I demand she

are packing up camp, after a

down at me, "

notice that he does not wash off my blood. In fact

Clarain snap, "There is nothi

ink, and not of mud and sweat but of wine,

ch, you may have the title of my bride but

the most spoiled out of all her sisters. App

who hasn't taken up time in his tent to fuck and from what

he eldest calls, an

on wagons and cows but us, the whores and the one filthy dog, we walk, and I'

is

ck here I'm

e whining, and the help is getting hungry, and I do not deny that my legs are tired though I am used to long days in the heat. But finally, we stop at the call of the eldest brother. The whores fall to the ground in heaps, and I ra

and not wife call. I step ove

ou will go with the other servants and fetch fru

breaks from her even if it was to get kicked. I look around as I start to walk away from the group. Apparently, we are on safer ground because the servants are all walking like they know the area and the Dorack men do not seem to be worried, they have broken out the wine. It makes me think about the servants they keep, I call them servants because they do

nes. I have to be careful because there are a lot of thorn trees here. I am aware now that it's meant to keep people out. I pick what I c

k I'm trying to kill

unknown things that I realize

to think I e