I am Mady, the Alpha you inexplicably now call 'husband.' Do not mistake this union for affection, Omega. You are merely a contract, a formality. Your presence is a constant reminder of an arrangement I begrudgingly tolerate, nothing more.
I am Mady, the Alpha you inexplicably now call 'husband.' Do not mistake this union for affection, Omega. You are merely a contract, a formality. Your presence is a constant reminder of an arrangement I begrudgingly tolerate, nothing more.