The Alpha's rejected mate
Lord Malakor, an ancient vampire who had terrorized the North for three centuries, raised his greatsword and charged the White Lycan with a desperate, shrieking battle cry.
Astra simply swatted the red-steel blade aside with the back of her massive paw, shattering the ancient metal into a dozen useless fragments. Before Malakor could even register the loss of his weapon, Astra’s obsidian claws closed around his throat. She lifted the towering vampire entirely off the ground.
Malakor hissed, clawing frantically at her thick white arm, his fangs elongating.
Astra squeezed. The vampire’s head tore cleanly from his shoulders, a fountain of black ichor erupting into the air. She tossed the se
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