Ruin Me, Alpha
We crashed into the table, wood splintering.
“You traded everything!” I screamed, slashing at him again. “Me. Us. Your soul. For this power trip!”
He pinned me to the floor, knee on my stomach, hand fisted in my hair. “Shut up.”
“No!” I bucked, kneeing him hard. “The real Devon picked wildflowers and promised me the ridge. The real Devon didn’t make kids watch murders!”
He slammed my wrists above my head. “I am the Alpha. That’s all there is.”
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