Unhinged Alpha's Slave Mate
The song grew clearer, each word uttered with a gentleness that strangely felt familiar.
"My little one, this world is a cold place, but with your touch, it will be warm again. My little one, the flowers will soon dry, but with your touch, they will bloom again."
A warmth spread through Naya's chest, filling her with a sense of peace and nostalgia. But the warmth vanished abruptly as she found herself on the edge of a mountain.
The air was thin and sharp, stinging her lungs with each breath. Blood stained her stomach where she had been stabbed by a silver knife, the cold steel making her wince and shiver.
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