Marriage of Convenience Werewolf AI-romantiek

The contract was supposed to be simple: a ring, a signature, an arrangement that solved a problem and asked for nothing else. Nobody wrote a clause for what happens when convenience starts to feel like devotion.

Step into the territory. The alpha already knows you are his. He is just waiting for you to feel it too.

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