The Alpha's Despised Omega
“W-what…?”
Draco leaned forward again, placing one hand gently on the man’s shoulder, as if in brotherly affection. His claws pressed gently against his throat. “You see… you did well to confess. I almost admire that. But there’s just one little problem.”
He leaned even closer until his lips were brushing the man’s ear, and his voice dropped into a whisper…a slow and intimate whisper.
“Snitches don’t live long in my world.”
Before the victim could even scream, Draco’s claw sliced across his throat in a clean, merciless strike. Blood sprayed, painting Draco’s shirt and the floor. The man’s body convulsed once, then twice, before finally going limp against the ropes, with eyes frozen in horror
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