The Prime Alpha's Rogue Mate
Alex shifted in mid air as he leaped at the enemy.
One second, he was a man in torn trousers. The next one, he was a monster, a very huge monster.
Hades.
He was massive. Easily the size of a pony, but pure and filled with muscle. His fur was midnight black, swallowing the light around him. His eyes were burning red coals. His claws were like obsidian daggers, scraping sparks against the marble floor.
He landed on the group of mercenaries like a bomb.
It wasn't a fight. It was a massacre.