The Alpha’s Blood Debt Vessel
Giovanni moved before thought could form, A force of nature, a living storm.
But then, A blade flashed fast from shadow’s side, A trap well-laid, no place to hide. Russell saw it, instinct raw, And stepped between without a flaw. Steel met flesh. A brutal sound. A crimson line. Blood hit the ground. Giovanni froze, breath torn apart, As something shattered in her heart.