The Alpha's Quiet Mate
More power surged into me.
I was getting stronger, faster, and sharper. It was intoxicating.
I tore through the rest of them, each kill feeding me, like drinking in their strength, their essence. My vision sharpened, my body felt weightless, and my reflexes were near supernatural. I could hear the girl crying behind me, but I couldn’t stop. I wouldn’t stop.
By the time the last rogue hit the floor, my chest was heaving; I was no longer the discarded alpha heir. I was now stronger than the ‘precious’ heir.
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