C172 The Alpha King's Hated Slave; Part 2

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Callan was working at the back of his house. Peace and serenity was the only companion he has with him, exactly the way he likes it.

The chirpings of birds in the morning. The sound of giving flowing down the hill a few miles away. The soft sweeping of wind every moments. He was deep in thoughts as he caught the linens he wants to use as new cottons for his house