Present Day
The Dark Alpha’s POV
I carefully laid Amalia’s body on her bed. I stroked her hair back and longed to see those eyes at least once more. I hadn’t planned on falling for the witch, but our mutual dislike for the Gods led us straight to each other’s arms.
I vowed to kill the wolf Stephen wanted so badly. She was just an ordinary wolf with no special abilities, even we could see it, but Amalia wanted to make a soul binding spell stick. I was running out of wolves in the dungeons anyway. I was willing to risk the life of a nobody.
I covered her body with a sheet and felt my dark wolf rise to the surface. I was going to make that bïtch pay! I couldn’t communicate with this wolf, only feel his emotions, which were overwhelming sometimes. I wasn’t the same after my pathetic son
