Loving Alpha Darkness

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of hers that got him hooked in the first place. His jaw clenched and he glanced towards Conor's cell. He didn't like his muse being

she was trying to hide it, perhaps she didn't fear him enough. "I

or the latter's reply before he cut off the mind link. Then he turned his attention to the

her as he wondered what he had done to annoy his Alpha. He headed

ad not taken her gaze off him, eyes wary and

kened, then in a de

en Vanilla stoned him still there between his brows, he folded his han

would you lik

g." Vanilla's eyebrow snapped t

ll to drag him out. "Wait! Wait!! Wait!! What are you doing to him?!" Vanilla's yells were ignored, all she could do was watch as

was strikingly different. Conor was covered in dirt and on his knees, while Darkness stood dominant with his head held high. Darkness's lips tilted up a little

eamed, pushing against the bars but she couldn't break the bars or ge

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came down on his knee over and over again, erupting a deep howl of pain from Connor. Vanilla hit the bar, her eyes filled with horror and pity as she watched her new ally being crushed. Darkness watched th

illa shifted back, having to tilt her head to look him in the eye. Darkness noted how short and petite she was compared to what he had expected, from where he stood, his sharp eyes could

idened, he deduced that she had not expected his action. She looked just like a frightened deer who refused to show her f

o look at her facial features. From her oval face to her bright eye

it sounded like a confession. She acted like she didn't want to be near him but he could see the way her

his when I want to hunt you down." Then he released her hand and her chin. Ignoring her hate filled eyes, he walked out of the cell and clos

Vanilla ran after him.

hen he turned to Ethan. "Send him back to

walked through the dark, back to the castle. The Lost Shroud was a name the humans gave the forest t

ive, but also to guard an ancient demon and his minions. It had been his great-grandfather, grandfather and father's duty f

n to never do many things, he had always gone by his rules, rules he had been keeping till he met the white haired girl. Ironic, he had not even asked her name, but

his office where, the moment he opened the door, a familiar face greeted him. Greta was red lips, sweet pussy, seductive smiles and cold departures, she was nothing like Vanilla. How

d it to her and she didn't take it, he placed it down, then he sat down on his chair, his head leaned

ense a great calamity with her presence, you need to end her now or it's never." Aside from being herself, Greta was also the seer of

de if she li

e told you to kill countless humans and you have done it without hesitation or protest, what is so special

ness had no intention to continue the conversation, but she wasn't ready to let go, her hip swayed as she walked right to the

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