The Alpha King's Plus Size Mate
You must have bigger and stronger fists than your enemy, or you would end up shooting yourself in the foot.
The black-cloaked figure, after picking up the special tickets, vanished, leaving behind the corpses of the creatures on the ground.
“Wow, that’s cool! He just vanished into thin air,” a young werewolf commented in surprise.
“He didn’t vanish. He just used a special movement technique,” a man beside him replied dotingly, rubbing the young boy’s head gently.
The middle-aged-looking man wore a black robe with silver embroidery and a dragon pattern stitched around the edges.
His black hair rested perfectly on his shoulders, and his facial features were sharp and straight. He had a calm an