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He couldn’t stop thinking about her—her scent had driven his wolf crazy. It told him she was going into heat.

She had to be his. If that idiot wouldn’t sell her willingly, he’d take her by force.

"Sir, the warrior is here, but his companion..."

"Take her to my private space and guard the door. No one is allowed in, and she can’t leave."

The big guy nodded and went out to tell Verak to come in.

It took some effort to separate him from Nana’s clingy heat—she didn’t even know what she was doing anymore, burning in lust.

When Verak stepped into the most luxurious room he’d ever seen, he looked at Nerón with respect.

"You called for me, sir?"

"I’ll get straight to the point—I hate beating around the bush," said the soon-to-be Alpha, his pale eyes eyeing him with disdain.

The female’s scent on Verak’s body was making his wolf furious.

"How much do you want for that woman you came with?" Verak was stunned by the question.

"You probably came here for salt. I’ll give you five large sa