Mated To The Alpha
“It’s almost poetic. Your little mate’s blood—your greatest strength—becoming the reason for your death.”
He raised the dagger.
“Goodbye, Marcus.”
But just as he moved to strike—
His arm stopped.
Not by choice.
Daven’s eyes widened.
His hand wouldn’t move.
His entire arm had gone numb.
And then his legs followed.
“What—what the hell?”
Behind him, a quiet voice rang through the shadows.
“Didn’t expect me, did you?”
Daven turned his head, just enough to see her.
Reva.
She stood in the shadows, one hand extended, glowing with silver light. Her cloak was torn, her braid loose, her face streaked with dirt and sweat—but her eyes blazed like fire.
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