Alpha Malik
Malik's Guard's must have had silver with them, otherwise they wouldn't stand a chance against a Phantom.
At least that's what I heard. Until today, I didn't actually fully believe they existed.
"I'm going to get you some help," Malik breathes, bringing his face down achingly close to mine. I could smell the subtle spice scent of him, see his eyes as the drift down to my lips for less than a second. Then, his arms are suddenly under me, and he is picking me up.
That's when a spike of pain attacked my back, streaking to my head like a heavy bat that knocked consciousness out of me.
Bab Populer