Alpha Alexander
The chamber was colder than usual.
A quiet dread crawled across Serena’s spine as the torches lining the walls dimmed and flickered blue—an omen of dark magic taking hold. Chains clinked as Alexandro struggled, his bare chest heaving against the cold silver restraints. His once blazing energy had dulled. The silver burned into his skin, suppressing his wolf, weakening him by the second. Yet his eyes still held fire. Fire for her.
Solmyra entered with slow, deliberate steps. Dressed in black silks woven with rune-threads, her youthful face glowed unnaturally under the blue light. That face wasn’t hers, Serena reminded herself. That face belonged to her—stolen through her blood.
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