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"You are marrying for the good of your people, Jason," Talia said.
Jason stared at the bride's gown he wore. Blue, the color of his groom.
Over the bridal path, Jason stole one peek at his soon-to-be husband, and his heart skipped a beat.
The famed Richard Grayson. Dashing, loved, and the epitome of alpha attractiveness. As he received Jason's hand, there was something mysterious in his eyes.
"Princess," the alpha said. Jason could swear he heard a sliver of a devilish tone.
"Just my duty."
"Of course."
Lips touched Jason's neck, and two sharp canines glistened under the sunlight.