Alpha’s Glitch: The Dragon Architect’s Revenge
He wore a simple, dark charcoal Henley and black tactical trousers, but the refined clothing did absolutely nothing to mask the overwhelming, predatory violence radiating from his every step.
His crimson eyes locked onto me the second he crossed the threshold. The Mate bond flared—a localized, invisible electric arc that violently connected my sternum to his. The collar instantly warmed in warning, and I ruthlessly shoved my emotions down, erecting an impenetrable firewall of absolute apathy.
"Leave us, Elara," Xander commanded, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the floorboards.
"Alpha," the Healer stammered, keeping her eyes on the floor. "Her physical trauma is severe. The burns
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