KillianSilence smashed into the ruined foyer like a dropped weight, thick with the sick reek of raw copper, silver-poison, and cold sweat.Silas didn't fucking move.He stood frozen on the shattered tile, his massive chest hitching in shallow, agonizing gasps as my ultimate demand hung in the dead air between us.I could hear his heart thrashing against his ribs like a trapped animal. I could hear his inner wolf whining deep in his chest—a pathetic, broken sound that made my skin prickle with pure, intoxicating power."Make your fucking choice, Silas," I whispered, stepping right into his personal space until my suit jacket almost brushed his bare, blood-slicked chest."Right goddamn now."I watched his jaw lock so brutally hard his back teeth groaned under the pressure. His sharp Alpha fangs punched clean through his bruised bottom lip, sending a fresh stream of dark, silver-laced blood tracking down his chin and dripping onto my floor.He looked like a corpse. He looked like a rabi
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