Claimed By The Big Bad Alpha
“Even if you kill me, she’ll still carry the darkness I planted in her. She’ll never be clean.”
Tristan roared and drove his blade toward Damian’s chest—but the bastard vanished in a swirl of black mist, only to reappear behind a few miles away.
His boots made no sound as he walked toward them, cloaked in a slow, deliberate menace. His eyes—black as an endless void—locked onto Jessica, then flicked to Tristan with disdain.
“You shouldn’t have come here, Alpha,” he sneered, voice curling with contempt. “You brought warriors to a realm that obeys no sword. And you…” His gaze returned to Jessica, his gaze hardening “You are where you meant to be”
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