The Kings Omega
A summons.
"Join me," he said, his voice a low, hypnotic murmur that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at once. "Join me, and we will rule this world. We will remake it in our image. We will be the gods."
Kaelen stared at the monster that had been his friend, his mind a whirlwind of desperate, creative energy. He was not just a king. He was a hunter. And the hunt was on.
He felt a surge of pure, unadulterated rage, a cold, deadly fire that burned away the last of his hesitation. He was not just a king. He was an Alpha. And he would not be a spectator.
Bab Populer