His Bloodstained Bride
I hated how easy he made it to hate him.
Then, in the middle of my next retort, his tone shifted.
“Raven,” he said, too sharp, too serious. “Watch out.”
I turned just in time to see something massive lunging from behind.
A bear.
A whole fucking bear.
“What the hell is a bear doing here?”
No time for answers.
Alessio shifted mid-air, teeth and claws ready. I shifted too, halfway, the way I always did—my eyes glowing, my muscles stronger, but not fully there. Never fully there.
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