The Alpha King's Hated Mate
And this moving corpse was trying to claim her as his.
UNACCEPTABLE.
I let out a guttural snarl that shook the trees, then launched myself at the leech.
Loki barely had time to brace before I slammed into him, claws first. He hit the ground with a thunderous crash, dirt flying, the earth trembling beneath our weight.
I didn’t wait.
I struck again. And again. My claws raked across his chest, sending ribbons of black blood flying. He howled and twisted beneath me, his speed nearly matching mine, but I was faster this time. Angrier.