Kidnapped By The Lycan Prince
Aries surges forward, but the pain in our chest destabilizes us, slowing us just enough—
The rogue moves first.
Steel pierces our side. A sharp, burning agony spreads through our ribs. Aries snarls, fangs snapping as he twists, clawing into the rogue’s throat, tearing him open in one brutal movement.
Blood sprays, hot and thick, but there’s no time to dwell on it.
Aries grips the dagger, yanking it from our body with a wet, sickening sound.
But the moment the blade leaves our flesh, there’s movement from the corner of our eye—