"I love you.."
And those three words, eight letters, was all it took for Xorran to wake up and be saved from drowning into the pits of his own dark desires.
The words slipped from Ellio's lips like a prayer whispered into the darkness, gentle yet powerful enough to shatter the chains of madness tightening around the Alpha's soul. They reached places no blade could wound and no medicine could heal.
Ellio watched it happen right before his eyes.
The violent trembling that coursed through Xorran's body gradually subsided. The grinding of sharp fangs came to a halt. The muscles that had been rigid with aggression loosened ever so slightly, as though an invisible hand had eased the unbearable tension weighing upon him.
Most of all, it was his eyes.
Ellio witnessed how the Alpha's eyes
