ALARIC POV
*trigger warning _ murder, gore, horror, graphic violence*
Kill her.
She was f*****g asking four Alphas to kill my mate.
My Luna.
For a second, I thought I had misheard her.
That my mind had taken all that poison coming out of her mouth and twisted it into the worst possible thing because I was already too close to the edge.
She couldn’t be that f*****g stupid.
That insane.
That dead already and too arrogant to know it.
But no.
She said it again.
And again.
Kill her.
The words landed in the room, in the stone, in the blood already drying under my claws, and something inside me went very, very still.
Not calm.
Fuck calm.
Calm was something civilized males pretended to have when their mate’s life was not being discussed like a problem around a council table.
This
