Omega Bound
“That was a sick contamination. The inability of two Alphas to hurt each other, no aggression, no violence, two bunnies would have done more.”
Contamination, like we were infected with some sort of disease. I stiffen as my claws are drawn out. Fenir flares up to the surface. “Contamination?” I echo, voice low.
Auriel flares up too, launching his body from where he was sitting jumping to the middle of the arena with his strength, “ Contamination?” I echo, voice low and growly.
Bring our face closer. “When an Alpha can not direct his will against a rival Alpha,” he growls out, “ It suggests corruption of the individual Alpha."