My Sweetest Revenge: Sleeping with the Alpha King
The stakes had just leaped from protecting a castle to saving the hemisphere.
Suddenly, the holographic map flickered violently. The red light of the Yellowstone projection warped, expanding upward until it formed a massive, three-dimensional face.
The molten silver eyes of Aurelius stared down at us, glowing with a terrible, intoxicating arrogance.
"Killian Blackwood," the Dragon King’s voice resonated through the hologram, carrying the scent of sulfur and impending doom into the room. "Your walls are strong, but they cannot hold the sky, and they cannot stop the earth from swallowing your kingdom."