The Alpha's Warlock
He felt lighter in my arms, his body contracting until I could hold him a little more easily.
And the glow faded too. For the first time, I saw his eyes without it. The palest, purest gray, they shone nearly as brightly as his alpha glow, even with the whites of his eyes completely swamped with blood. They were so fucking beautiful.
“Hang on,” I said, pointlessly. Every other cliché in the world rushed to my frantic mind. You can’t leave me. I’ve got you. You’ll be fine. And one other, that I at least knew was true, unlike the others. “I love you. I love you too much to let you go.”