The Alpha King's Breeder
Bella Moondragonthe alpha's breeder
The little boy kneels at Zayn’s feet, facing the young woman I assume is his mother, and bows his head like an execution is something he was prepared for.
“Zayn,” I mouth, terrified, my voice refusing to work. His name cracks over my tongue.
I might be imagining the way his eyes twinkle with emotion before they darken to murderous intent once again. “Please.”
He turns back to the throne and the rows below, ignoring the numerous, disfigured bodies and body parts strewn across the tiles.
The Grand Wizard fumes, fury shining bright behind his dark eyes as he grips his staff–the head of which is an odd orb of some kind that whispers a deep, dark blue kind of magic. “You are not welcome here, hyb
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