Chapter 21 The Alpha's Muse

• Spade’s POV
• Women were all the same—body, shape, sound, scent, and even the holes in them—nothing stood out, only the level of how pleasurable they were in the eyes and to taste. I’ve tried lots of them, but nobody left a lasting impression. In fact, it was getting tiresome that I had to pretend to be excited at some point, just so they wouldn’t notice how boring they’d become.
• I always thought like that, until she appeared. A human slave wearing rags, yet in my eyes…she was the prettiest among the flowers I’d seen. Even her scent was sweeter than honey, and with just a whiff of it, I couldn’t get her out of my head since then.