Alpha Ethan
Auteur
Holly Prange
Lezers
6.4M
Hoofdstukken
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A man in all black strikes down and kills one of the innocent, packless men in front of him. I make a flying leap to attack, when I’m hit with an overwhelming scent of vanilla and citrus.
"Mate!" My wolf yells in my head.
What is happening? The unknown man who had been my target spins to face me. We are mere centimeters apart and pain explodes through my stomach. I look down to find a black hilt sticking out of me and crimson spreading out around it. The man drops his hand from the dagger and I look up to meet his eyes. And then everything goes black.
