Alpha's Fatal Mate
POV (1
than a nightmare. I was chained in shackles around my wrists, feet and neck, lying face down on a damp and sticky floor. The blood oozes
sperate crimson claw markings of the previous unfortunate prisoners. The skeletal remains of the people were strewed across the floor, but my eyes didn't flutter a bit as I already possessed a sound mind and nerves of steel. I tried to move around the cobbled and mossy floor which was infested with tiny insects. I gave a forceful tug and pulled on the chains, rateptional healing powers, and my attention mulled back to incoming sound and scent. I strained my eyes t
d the tortured chamber, bringing the aura
I growled with a broken voice. My blue eyes turned into
s of Hell, and I have cursed you and your people
let out a
our Anna from the Gates of Hell, and your pe
ur doppelg?nger? I canno
You will recognize her by her face and scent,
istorting, and her
disapp
hed into the plethora of wilderness, whereas the ceilings turned into the night sky with the full moon and five billion stars laughing at my