Bonded To The Alpha God of War
His wounds festered, unhealed, for the fruit’s fleeting power had drained away.
The Alpha stood, towering, his blue eyes burning like twin blades of ice. His voice rumbled through the hall, commanding silence.
“You are foolish,” he thundered, “to believe the whispers of a witch without seeking truth. Your greed clouded your judgment and made you vulnerable.”
The man whimpered, pressing his forehead to the stone floor.
“The tree is forbidden because it carries consequences… consequences you now bear.” The Alpha’s gaze sharpened. “Did she tell you? No. She let your greed blind you.”