Derion
“Oh, my f*****g God! Is this some kind of f*****g prank? What the f**k is happening? I’ve got two psychopaths on the loose trying to hurt my mate and now she has something dark attached to her?” I groaned as I laid my head in my hands. This started off a great day, and now it’s already turning into complete s**t. It isn’t even noon yet, and I already needed a run and a stiff drink.
“What is this dark thing attached to my mate, Maria?” I asked in an exasperated tone.
“I’m not 100% sure, Alpha. I would need Greg to help me find out but think literal devil in hell and then worse than that,” she said, her voice full of distress. “If this is what I think, someone has soul bonded with her and literally sold her soul and theirs to the devil, basically.”
“f*****g hell! Who the f**
