The She Alpha Forbidden Mate
Her eyes- sharp and glinting like polished obsidian, locked onto mine, and the temperature in the room plummeted.
She raised a slender hand with deliberate, almost hypnotic precision, revealing an ornate fan. Its frame was crafted from blackened steel, delicate etchings of intricate runes glimmering faintly with an ethereal light. The fabric of the fan shimmered like woven moonlight, sharp edges glinting menacingly. This was no ordinary fan- it was a weapon, elegant yet deadly, exuding an aura of cold lethality.
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