Torn Between Her Alphas
she said shakily.
“Zarah, you have to stop now!” I yelled at her, but the longer I watched what she was doing, it seemed like my vision was playing tricks with me. Those unfamiliar alphabets, drawings, and symbols were being pulled out of the book and sipped into her hands, crawling, and slithering into her arms. She now looked like someone just draw on her exposed skin.
“Ren, do something to stop this madness!” Amelia called her friend for help.
“Maybe we should let her finish what she’s doing. I trust her she could handle the power of the book,” Ren replied.
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