Ruin Me, Alpha
“Fuck… off…”
Her mouth twitched.
“Still mouthy,” she said. “Some things never change.”
My fingers dug into her arm. I tried to pry her off.
Nothing.
She pushed closer, my back flattening harder against the wall.
“I was living a peaceful life,” Astrid continued, voice smooth, conversational, like we were discussing the weather. “With my husband. And then you came back. With your madness. Your obsession. Your plague.”
Plague.
I choked out a sound that might have been a laugh or a curse.
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