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Chapter 27: My concubine
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Papers were brought in to sign for the official concubine statement. A statement that says nothing but tells the person signing it that they now are giving up their entire life to someone who they do not even love. That they will be a mere piece of meat that the royal person will enjoy, and they do not even get to say no to whatever the demands they put forward to. A ridiculous contract that binds every king’s love to them, when they show off their wives at meetings. Azrael sits across me, shaking under the gaze of Max that towers him, seething with anger. Max’s knuckles turn white at the impact with which he clutches the sword on his belt, but I see him relax as Lycan places a hand on his shoulder. Perfect. I roll my eyes at the encounter, finishing signing a hundred rules that bind Azrael and me together, or rather a hundred rules that state Azrael will now be at my mercy forever. I cross my legs slumping down on the chair. The wound hurts my insides, rendering me weak every few h
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