(HALF-BLOOD)
ALPHONSE POV
THE demeanor, the scent, the presence, and the superiority that he brings. I couldn’t help but be frozen in disbelief and a second later my blood started boiling in wrath. My entire being is screaming the hate and curse that I have for him.
The person who took everything away from me. The one who got all the privileges and left me with nothing but pain, loneliness, and darkness. Yet, thinking rationally and deeply at this moment, his presence and his very existence are impossible. He who is long dead, he who shouldn’t be in here, and he who I killed with my own hands. His presence right in front of me now is impossible in every way. So, this person wearing a mask and holding my mate is unlikely him.
The impossibility of things and his existence that long bee
