Blood Rust (Moon Sinner I)
That’s how it always will be.
Feeling well enough, I stumble onto my feet. The moment that I do, my head spins, and I miss when Malphas shifts to his human form. It’s not until I feel his hand around my neck, until my back and the back of my head hit the stone, that I look into the infuriated eyes of the Tyrant. The growl that rips through his throat vibrates through me. I gasp, his hand constricting my neck until I can’t breathe.
“The only reason why you aren’t mush right now is because you grabbed that rope.” his tone is icy, a threat that promises that he has every intent on ending my life. “Next time, I will tear you apart, limb by limb, runt.”
Bab Populer