Mated To My Promised Alpha
I prodded my finger into her chest, right on her sternum, as she recoiled.
“Festucam,” I whisper as her brow creases. I feel the tendrils of energy pass between us. It starts slow. I see a small black dot appear around my finger before it spreads like black snow flakes trailing her bare skin. “What the hell?” she shouts before her entire body is covered in them, only for it to ripple before her body shatters into dust particles. I drop Kara’s clothes to the floor and leave her cell. “Clean this up,” I tell the guards, who look a little stunned that there isn’t a trace of Katie’s body, just some rumbled clothes and half eaten cake that a couple of brave rats have braved to eat.