Carrying the Beast Child
His gaze sliced through the panic like a blade, focused solely on wiping out any threat.
“Don’t you dare close your eyes,” he snarled, voice low and deadly. “I won’t let anyone touch you. If they come near, I’ll make them regret the second they were born.”
His fingers dug into my back with brutal strength, anchoring me, reminding me I was his—fragile, yes, but under his ruthless protection. The burning pain in my stomach was nothing compared to the storm raging in him, a dangerous beast ready to unleash hell.
I tried to steady my breath, but darkness clawed at my vision. His grip tightened once more, pulling me back from the edge.
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