ALPHA GAMES: The Blood Alpha's Impossible Mate
Curtis interrupted, standing abruptly.
He stepped forward, his massive frame radiating raw, unchecked power.
“Soren may pretend to hate his father but at the end of the day, there must still be some feelings of love for the one who bore him”
The figure remained silent for a moment, then nodded. “How do you wish to proceed?”
Curtis turned toward the window, looking out over his domain, a wasteland of shadows and restless warriors, a kingdom forged in blood and vengeance.
“First, we cut off the head of the snake,” he murmured. “Alistair dies. The moment he’s dead, I will take what is mine.”
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