The second man was trembling so violently that the dry, fallen leaves beneath his body rattled against the dirt. Thick, warm crimson spilled over his clothes, staining him with his partner's blood. Alpha Damon casually stepped over the fresh corpse, his heavy leather boots already painted a dark, sickening red. He stared down at the trembling intruder with cold, unblinking eyes.
"Please, Alpha!" the man begged, his voice high-pitched and cracked with pure terror. Tears cut dirty trails through the dark grime on his face. "I have a wife waiting for me at home! I'm so sorry, please! She's pregnant with my child... I only took this dangerous deal to buy expensive medicine for her!"
Damon tilted his head slightly, his expression hardening. "Is that so?" he rumbled, the sound low and predator
