Don't Reject Me
I swirled the blade, slaughtering five, maybe six, before I stormed toward the open window.
Shrieking, the nobles, along with Jalissa, scurried out of the throne room, and their spots were quickly replaced by more warriors. Several of them surrounded Alpha Khaos as if the fucker needed protection. The king's lips peeled back as he watched me prowl forward, leaving a trail of bloodied bodies in my wake. My eyes shifted between my lifeless mate, Acyn, and the false king. The insatiable bloodlust hummed within me. With Asena gone, there was no one to stop it.
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