Bonded with Four Mates
He was seized by the darkness, and I squeezed the shadows over his body tightly.
“What master do you serve?” I asked Captain Nestor.
The man jerked before spitting on the ground.
“The anarchists were right; you are an abomination. We must kill you before you lead us to death,” the captain said, and I laughed.
“You call me an abomination when you trust the people who want to take power from me to unleash chaos on the world?” I asked the man wryly. “That's a silly thing to say.”
“The anarchists just want to cleanse the world of the archaic rules of the gods; they seek our independence, and you are a natural abomination that will drive our world to extinction,” the demented captain said, and I
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