Bound To My Protector Mate
As I looked closer, I saw it—the unnatural gleam in the stranger’s eyes, the faint smirk on his lips.
“He’s possessed,” Rigel said, his voice grim.
“No,” I whispered, my chest tightening.
The stranger’s head snapped up, and a voice that wasn’t his echoed through the chamber.
“Fools. You’ve walked straight into my trap.”
The shadows around him surged, forming into monstrous shapes that began to close in on us.
As the creatures advanced, the stranger’s voice broke through the darkness for a brief moment.
“Daniel… don’t let it win…”
Before I could respond, the shadows exploded outward, and the mark on my skin burned hotter than ever.
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