Reborn to the Alpha’s Obsession
"Ahh! Ahh! Lysander! Ahh!"
My world spiraled into chaos. Every touch sent a jolt of power through my blood-witch lineage, igniting a wildfire along my nervous system. He understood the architecture of my undoing. He kissed my throat, grazing my skin with his teeth, then descended to my chest, branding me with the evidence of our encounter.
"Ahh... you are mine," he growled, his breath coming in harsh, ragged bursts against my collarbone. "Twenty-one days, Thalia. And every single night, I will do this. I will make you forget everything beyond these walls. Only me."
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