The Billionaire Alpha's Revenge
The image of his life-force, usually a blazing, golden sun, was still there, still powerful.
But right at its core, at the very heart of his bloodline, was a thin, jagged line of absolute, dead grey. It was a crack. A flaw. A scar.
"What is that?" Catherine whispered, her hand flying to her mouth.
Dr. Aris, who had been summoned, stared at the screen, his face bloodless. "It's… it's not a wound," he stammered, his voice filled with a scientific terror. "A wound heals. This is a tear in the fabric of his being. The Gravedigger’s light… it didn't just injure him. It inflicted a law of physics on him. A localized entropy. It's an un-healing wound. It's a permanent corruption of his bloodline’s
Hot Chapters