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The scent of blood was thick in the air, mingling with the raw tang of iron and the damp musk of disturbed earth. Alpha Caius’s nose wrinkled in distaste, his heightened Alpha senses detecting the c*****e long before his eyes landed on the scene. His jaw tightened, irritation flickering across his face.
“What the hell is that stench? What has Aeris done now?” His voice was sharp with frustration, as if the very idea of my existence was nothing more than a relentless nuisance.
Beside him, his Beta assistant stood rigid, his forehead slick with sweat. His hands clenched at his sides, but his voice remained hushed, almost fearful. “Alpha… you should see for yourself.”
The Beta assistant stepped aside with hesitant movements, unveiling the two shrouded figures sprawled across the blood-s
