Dagger of the Blood Moon
“You’re doing fine, Girl Child, but keep that fire low.”
Before I can respond, Alpha Kai appears in the doorway, his ocean-mist scent washing over me like a cool tide. Standing tall and commanding at just over 6’3”, his frame lean yet powerfully built – like a predator sculpted by endless hunts and runs through the forest. Broad shoulders taper to a narrow waist, his abs carved sharp and defined from years of alpha demands. His hair is dark as midnight pine, thick and slightly tousled, falling in soft, layered waves that brush his sharp jawline and frame his face with an effortlessly intense edge – long enough to tuck behind an ear during spars, but wild enoug
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