Royal Alpha Jaxon
It trickled onto the floor.
Bright red; fresh blood. Juliette gagged, but something told her to pull away the sheets. Nervously she did just that, and she gasped at what she saw.
Jaxon, wearing the same suit he wore to his birthday party. Even his mask was there, except it was red; blood red. Like the blood that was dripping from his mouth. His silver eyes were glazed over, but still they held Juliette's gaze.
She wanted to scream, she wanted to cry, but it felt like something was lodged in her throat. Jaxon, the one she was begining to fall for, lay dead in Juliette's friends bed. His hands were covered in blood, slick, fresh blood, like he killed someone.
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