The Alpha's Commoner Bride
Even after kissing my mate twice, his hands latched on her body before with every intent to make love to her body and soul, I don’t enjoy the sight of seeing him bleed so profusely.
He tries to stand, failing, even while leaning on my shoulder. I give in, hiking him over my back like a damp, bloody rag, and spot the door in the back of the kitchen Aurora had mentioned. I turn toward it, seeing this night almost end, only to face Xander standing before it, eyes solid black and body shaking like it wants to shift. It’s hard not to miss the new scar he bears, surprisingly unhealed as it stars rough and jagged right about his eyebrow, then trails down his cheek and fizzles out around his throat.
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