Cursed by the Alphas
Interesting development…
So, there’s someone close to her, there’s me, and then, there’s two men with nearly identical faces but different standings in the situation - one clearly is foaming around the mouth, needing to get his hands on Ophelia so bad he literally looks like he’s about to explode and his doppelganger looks like he doesn’t want to poke her with a ten foot pole, let alone touch her.
My smile only widens - this looks like a scenario worthy of chaos and I’m nothing if I’m not fond of some chaos.
“My name is Cylus, as the great Lord Than already mentioned,” I start, standing a little taller, “I am the Lord of serpents, and as it seems, the second mate of Miss Ophelia.” I emphasiz