Alphas Claim

"You were made for me," he says while stroking my cheek. "You belong to me." He threads his fingers through my hair, then yanks my hair back making me gasp and look into his amber orbs. "But if you so much as talk to another man, I'll punish you. Then you will sit and watch me kill him. Slowly." I knew he was serious...

Truly Heartless

Cool silver presses into the mans throat, and I slide the blade across his neck with ease. Easily tearing through the flesh of his neck, and staining my blades with crimson liquid. Blood, a substance that two years ago would've made me gag and cry, surrounds the bedroom, not even slightly fazing me. The mission was co...