Inner - Female Alpha Story

The man that I had lost focus to regained the coldness that he wore like a second skin, masking any trace of vulnerability or emotion. Calm, passionless as he appeared, there was a quiet depth of malice active inside of him. I saw it in him as easily as I saw it in myself.

Before I could retaliate against the guard, the man that had easily caught my attention spoke up with words that stopped everyone in their tracks; including me.

"Mate." He growled, his dark, fiercely angered eyes looking directly at me. His low, heavy voice only further unwillingly tilted me.

She kills without a second thought. That's why they call her a femme fatale - fatal woman; the abaddon. He calls her angel.

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