Chapter 7
Morning, when I wake up, three gifts sat on my bed, mocking me.
Three tokens. Three alphas. One very screwed half-blood.
I couldn't wear all of them. That would be like waving a red flag in front of three bulls. But I couldn't choose just one either—the other two would know, would smell betrayal a...
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1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
7. Chapter 7
8. Chapter 8
9. Chapter 9
10. Chapter 10
11. Chapter 11
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