The Mate They Threw Away
I stepped into the room, and my body completely shut down.
I stood there motionless, unable to move a single muscle except for my eyes. It was like being trapped inside my own skin, a prisoner in my own body. Panic flared briefly, but I forced it down. Alphas don’t panic. Alphas assess and adapt.
That’s when I noticed them, little flashes of sapphire light, like ethereal fireflies dancing through the air. They were everywhere, settling on Sage, on Madame X, on the slave girl. The lights pulsed gently, casting the room in an otherworldly glow that made everything feel dreamlike and surreal.