Bound to The Devilish Alpha
As I delve deeper into the file, my heart sinks at the sight of stamps bearing the word 'dead' imprinted on the images of people who died in their partial werewolf form; claws out, teeth out, hairy body.
With each turn of the page, my nausea mounts, causing my hands to tremble uncontrollably. Though these faces are strangers to me, their death twists a painful knot in my gut and fills me with a shaking sense of sorrow.
The disease Gavin mentions surpasses anything that I could have imagined.
Suddenly footsteps approach, distant at first before rapidly growing closer.
My heart hammers and I'm sent into a frenzy of panic. Shit. Shit. Dimitri was supposed to hold them for five minutes but I'm p