The Alpha’s Blood Debt Vessel
Thelma🙈🥹😩❤️mated to the cold hearted alpharomantic vows for herthe alphas craved her love when she stopped caring themmated to the beastly alpha
Xavier tilted his head, amused, “Used? No, my dear you were… infused.”
The word hung sharp, a twisted thread, A deeper truth left half unsaid. “You were meant to carry power, A perfect bloom in a dying flower. The Alpha’s blood, your fragile grace, A child who’d rule in my embrace.” Russell’s growl was low, feral, torn, “You’ll never touch what I have borne.”
Xavier laughed, a hollow sound, “You think this ends because you’ve found Some fleeting sense of fatherhood? Too late, Alpha you misunderstood.” He stepped closer, slow, precise, A serpent shedding every vice.