The cold steel of the blade didn't plunge into her chest, instead, Alex shifted his grip with a sadistic grin as he pressed the flat of the metal against her throat, forcing her head back against the rusted iron pillar.
"Killing you outright is too easy, princess," he said. "If your heart stops now, Adrian only feels a sudden snap in the bond; he gets a clean ending. No, I want him to look at you every day and see exactly what his arrogance cost you."
With his free hand, Alex reached into his pocket and pulled out another weapon. It wasn't a standard blade, but a unique one coated in a thick black sludge. The air in the immediate radius turned toxic, smelling intensely of sulfur and chemical decay.
It was a weapon forged specifically for targeting elite werewolf bloodlines; a co
