Return of the Nameless Alpha
Gavel Codefrom alpha's rejection to majestic returnbillionaire alpha won't let me goruthless alphaafter one night with the alpha
The courtyard drops into dead silence as steam hisses loud from the open trunk, curling pale against cold morning air still sharp with last night's rain.
Cassian moves fast, shifting his weight down the stairs to plant himself squarely between the vehicle and the terrace, grey eyes locked hard on the glowing red chains pulsing faint inside the trunk's dark interior.
Behind him, Donald and six Nullborn warriors fan out into a tight tactical arc, void auras humming low and ready, decades of instinct answering a threat none of them have fully identified yet.