The Cursed Alpha’s Fake Bride
She was slipping away.
Kronos surged forward, fueled by desperation.
Without thinking, I closed the distance between us. My lips crashed against hers, the taste of her blood sharp on my tongue. The instant our mouths connected, a jolt of power surged through me. I bit down on my own tongue, letting my blood flow freely into her mouth, mixing with hers. I pressed deeper into the kiss, hard, desperate.
Her lips responded after a moment, slow but growing with intensity. She was kissing me back, drinking from me. I felt her tongue slide against mine, grazing my mating fangs, and a shiver shot through me, igniting a fire deep in my core.
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