Marked by the Alpha
“He used my power against me and it hurts. Oh, goddess, it hurts.”
The Hunter she had tried to command shook his head with a chuckle, and as both men closed in on us, I picked up on an unsettling detail. They were practically the same person.
Identical twins.
The observation had barely registered before one of them called out.
“You shouldn’t have come here,” he said.
Then his double finished: “Now, this will be the last place you ever see.”
It was eerie to listen to the similarities they shared even down to tone and cadence, but there was no time to dwell on it. Malcolm and I shared a look, and without a word we both stood to our full heights, each facing an opponent.