“Nothing else wounds so deeply and irreparably. Nothing else robs us of hope so much as being unloved by one we love." ― Clive Barker
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Alastair tapped a finger against his stubbled cheek as he looked at the man sitting at the desk, his face a mask of irritation and anger. The dark look in his eyes was familiar to the king's spy.
Vincent Briar. Alpha of Blood Stone Pack. The man was a disgusting piece of s**t, who didn't deserve to be an Alpha, not at all. Just looking at him made Alastair angry. Rage swirled inside him and it was like a pit, swallowing him inside its suffocating darkness. Alastair told himself to not get sucked inside the madness. He had kept it at bay for a long time. He had tried to move on...
Alastair pushed his chocolate brown hair back from his forehead and s
