To Betray The Alpha King
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and the wolfsbane-laded whip recoils the hundredt
hit
. It's metal studs dripping with fresh blood.The interrogator breathe
the ceiling. The black hood covering the convict's head aspirates near the
t is this pe
te
cuted thousands of people before. Serving the court makes one
f continuo
s witho
t even a single
broken bones. Pool of blood at his fe
e a confession of his sins. Any other werewol
Phoe
s. The desire to rip that black hood and reveal the most wanted prisoner's identity was strong. B
was constricted to his arms, back, legs, and fe
special orders like this. There were no restrictions o
dred seeping red cuts on the person's back. It looked like a
The interrogator expected him to be a man with a strong bulky build. But he
hange o
Picking up the whip, he twists it aro
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ch. Nothing. Pi
t again when a crass voice grunts from b
nou
s widen in shock realizing who stood ther
r High
he dungeon. His aura alone is powerful enough t
g of th
a of all
ary K
ordinary power. Those blue eyes stay fixated on the figure hanging from the ceiling. Not b
ould be...be visiting
er he was considered to be the worst kind of evil to have ever walked on earth. Him getting caugh
t ou
jumping on his feet. Within the next 5 sec
Phoenix's toe into the pool of blood
tes p
ne m
ound the hanging body, like a predator circling its wounded prey. The King's heavy footsteps echo in the
stay is comf
y last-minute arrangements of wol
een a prerogative issue
loods in. And then it squirms, wriggling in the cha
want you losing any m
king whiffs the person
s are fixed on mine when the rope is pulled and life dr
wn hair to tumble down in waves. Red, tear-strained brown ey