[ALPHA DOMINIC’s Point of View]
My blood was boiling, and all I wanted was to rip this old man in half!
“You are supposed to marry my daughter, Dominic.” Richard Benette snarled, his eyes glowing bright purple with swirling clouds in them, making him look like he wasn’t among the living anymore. His skin was as pale as paper with cracks everywhere—he looked like a statue that was going to crumble with any wrong movement.
But his hands—his hands looked as if they had been dipped in ichor. They were dripping with the black blood of someone whose life he took just to activate the rune he just used to awaken the souls of the elite soldiers who used to serve my family for centuries.
I could still remember their faces when they were still alive, even though they were deformed by the dark power that Richard used to summon them.
