Mated to the Alpha Don
As I walked deeper into the cave, the air grew colder and heavier, weighing down on me like a shroud.
The cave twisted and turned, seemingly endless in its depths. The darkness seemed to have a life of its own, clawing at me as I pressed forward. Shadows danced across the cave walls, casting grotesque figures that taunted me. It felt as though I were being lured into a trap, but I couldn’t bring myself to turn back. I had to find her. The darkness in this place did not scare me. There were worse things out there, namely my own person. And these dark witches would soon learn that.
“Gabriel,” the voice called out, so soft that it was barely audible. “My love… is that you?”