The Hidden Hybrid’s Redemption
The silence inside the subterranean cell was heavy enough to crush bone.
Alpha Killian remained completely motionless, his towering, muscular frame cast in sharp, jagged shadows by the flickering torchlight outside the iron bars. His dark gaze was glued to the floor, tracking the slow, agonizing drip of my blood. On the grey dirt, the crimson fluid didn't pool like a normal wolf’s. It separated, a shimmering, liquid gold swirling through the red like oil in water, glowing faintly against the cold stone.