Thane's Pack
The quietness of her grand chamber after she dispatched the soldier was eminent. Her room was more of a throne room than a bedroom.
Yet, Alexa sat in a round table, just by herself without her Alpha. She peacefully ate the dinner, the flames of the torches and candles danced silently in the dimly lit room, casting shadows that didn’t belong to her.
Her long red robes tailed behind her like a cloak, her dress the same shade as that of a blood that has been spilt in battle.
Her hands, adorned with medieval rings pulsating with tainted mythical power, carried each cutlery with extreme care and grace.
And then it happened.
A sharp jolt like a thunderbolt pierced through her spine like a dagger of lightning. She gasped, pushing her seat backwards as she clutched onto her che
