THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION
Aiden, heart clenched with apprehension, stood watch, his unwavering gaze fixed upon her as she writhed within the protective confines of her own magic.
In the ethereal dance of light and shadow, Freya's essence pulsated with an otherworldly intensity. From the depths of her being, a tattoo materialized—a fragment of a greater whole, its shape like a slice of pizza, etched in arcane symbols beyond mortal comprehension, beyond Aiden’s comprehension.
The tattoo started from her left shoulder(the pointed part of the slice) and cascading down her back. It glimmered and shone stark blue in the dimly lit room.
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