Page 61 of Blood Bought

Chapter Twenty-Seven:

Alaris

Watching Ciro takeapart my mate was worse than hell, but with how clouded my mind was, the bars between us felt like a barrier between worlds. Like no matter what I did, I could never reach my Adalind.

Blood.

I growled, but it wasn’t only at Ciro who was currently ripping off her clothes and taunting her in front of me, it was also at the monster inside of me.

Blood.

No matter what I did, that monster was scratching at the surface, that monster who would feed from anyone and anything blocking its path until it got what it needed.

Blood.

The monster we’d all fought to control for thousands of years. The monster that would wipe out civilizations without a drop of remorse and destroy the world we lived in.

Blood.

The monster that only wanted one thing.

Blood.

Blood.

Blood.

It was driving me fucking mad.

“Adalind,” I grunted, just a feeble attempt to quiet that beast and focus on the only person who mattered. The one who needed me. “Stay with me.”

“She’s not with you. She’s with me.”

When he touched her pussy, I shook those bars, angrier than I’d ever been in my entire life. That wasmine, onlymine,and now he was touching her.

Blood.

“Shut up!” I yelled, jerking the metal with all the strength I could muster, and if I hadn’t been starved for seven days, I would have ripped them from the stone.

But I was weak.

Blood.

“It’s just us, Sweets. Breathe for me. That’smyhand. Tune him out!” I yelled.

“She can’t hear you right now,” Ciro taunted, clamping a hand over her mouth. “Look at her. Dripping wet for me. She doesn’t even want to look at you.”

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