048: Common Enemy

Syrin survived!

The more he thought about it, the more lividity billowed in his being and he felt like exploding as his hand grasped the hand of his throne tightly till he felt it nearly crack at his mighty grip.

He knew he shouldn't have trusted that bitch. She failed him once and she had failed him again but this time, the blow hit hard, his last tiniest bit of patience finally running out as he gawked at the witch standing at the front of his alter. "Do you have a death wish?" The question passed his lips, holding everything in him wishing to gallop off his throne and rip her to shreds. "How dare you show yourself to me?"

"Because I came with a new plan," Yarkona asserted and in a flash, Alpha Vaughan was before her, his fingers wrapped around her neck and her back being slammed on the wall.

"You do have a death wish, I can make it come true," The Alpha's eyes were as malignant as his words. They pierced through her skull while his grip pulled taut around her neck, cutting off her