The mute Alpha king’s chosen mate
Still, I weave through them, dodging their claws and their bites, making my way to Alice who's busy dousing them in gasoline and letting the fire grow.
The heat in the room is so intense now, making me feel like I'm a gigantic oven with creatures that refuse to die.
"Stay inside," I can hear Alice saying, but her voice is becoming weak.
I manage to take a look at her, and I see that her face is slick with sweat, bright red in places that it shouldn't be. Her eyes are half open, but I can tell that she's trying hard to stay awake. The Rogues are not harming her, but it feels like they only need a small trigger, and she's now hanging on by that one small thin thread. Still, she lights up anoth
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