THE ALPHA'S HUMAN BREEDER
I couldn't deal with this anymore-his questions, his sudden interest in my past, his attempts to dig into wounds that weren't his to touch.
The moment I stepped onto the bridge, I froze. The view in front of me was breathtaking. The river flowed below, its emerald-green surface shimmering like something out of a dream. It was so clear, so pure, that I couldn't help but be drawn to it.
Unable to resist, I walked toward the railing, letting the beauty of the scene momentarily distract me from everything else. From here, I could see the river's surface sparkle, even though the moon was hidden behind a veil of clouds. The water was so pristine that it seemed almost otherworldly.