The priestess had painted the chosen alpha with burnt ashes, charcoal, and a special water to bind everything.
The drawings were like runes covering the man’s entire naked frame.
Alexander was only wearing a piece of cloth wrapped around his hips. It looked as if his body was being displayed for everyone to ogle.
Rory swallowed hard, he curses unable to deny that his insides were reacting at the view.
It caused that heat to blaze up inside of him, making his breathing ragged and deep. His knees trembled, feeling that hardening between his thighs just by looking at him.
The being must have sensed it as the possessed Alexander threw a wink at him. Before the entity made him look down to show the tent that was appearing near his crotch.
He averts his gaze, reminding himself that the per
