Alpha Ren
I know he’s an immortal who is millions of years old, who has dealt with bigger issues than this, but it all seems so calculated and cruel.
“Trust me, no one will miss him. This is for the best. Let Death and Karma be the judgement for him in the next life. I promise you they will be harsh,” Fate says, as if it’s meant to assure me. In actuality, it makes my stomach turn.
“Anything would be better than murdering him in cold blood,” I say softly.
Fate sighs, grabbing my arm to yank me out of the tent. Thankfully no one is around to see me getting man handled by an Immortal.