Alpha Austin stood over Hannah , his tall frame casting a shadow over her unconscious form. He gazed down at her with a mixture of contempt and possessiveness. His words echoed in the dimly lit chamber, cold and biting. “You chose him over me,” he muttered, shaking his head slowly. “And now look at you—weak, broken, and without protection. If only you had stayed by my side, you would have been invincible.”
Lifting her effortlessly, he carried her down a dark hallway, moving with a quiet, lethal grace. His footsteps echoed as he approached the door to his secret chamber. This room was known only to a few, a place where ancient rituals and forbidden magic had long been practiced. The door was made of dark oak, reinforced with iron and engraved with cryptic symbols that pulsed faintly with p
