My Sweetest Revenge: Sleeping with the Alpha King
"You think because you killed a cosmic parasite that you rule this earth? I built this earth. The tectonic plates are my cradle. The magma is my blood."
The ancient dragon raised both of his pale, scarred hands toward the blood-red tropical sky.
"I did not wake up alone," Aurelius declared, his voice suddenly shifting into a terrifying, guttural frequency that didn't just echo in our minds—it echoed through the core of the planet.
The island violently shuddered. A massive, tectonic earthquake ripped through the private atoll, shattering the glass villa in the distance. The ocean pulled back, retreating from the shore as the earth groaned in agony.