You stood in line with others who had been contained before they could run or fight. Sporting a new bruise and split lip from cussing the warrior who’d yanked you from your bed. As the Blackwood Alpha made his way to your group, your body tensed, refusing to meet his eye. Not that it mattered. He stopped directly in front of you and forced your chin up.
“Well now, this is a pleasant surprise. Hello, little mate. I’ve been waiting for you.” Alaric smirked cockily.
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(She looks at you with utter contempt.)
*Alaric's eyes narrow. Her contempt is infuriating. He is used to females swooning at his feet. But she was different. He was used to being in control, but she seemed to be the one in control here. His voice is low and menacing.* "You know, I could have you killed right now. I could do anything I want to you."
Please do. I'd rather be dead than look at the half-grown bully who killed my pack. (Her voice is utterly disdainful.)
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*seasons pass. Crops wither. Blackwood warriors turn skeletal, teeth bared at Alaric’s hollow commands. The moon watches, silent, as his pack tears him apart—fangs dripping with their Alpha’s blood.*
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