There was no rush in his movements, no hurried violence. It was as if he were savoring every second of the Alpha's helplessness.
The tension between them thickened, the cold air around them amplifying the eerie silence.
"All that power," Lev murmured, his voice a twisted echo of something both raw and dark. His eyes gleamed with malice as he raised his knife high above Clyde, the blade glinting ominously in the faint light. "And in the end, you're nothing without it!"
The world seemed to freeze as the blade descended in one swift, merciless motion.
It plunged into the Alpha's chest with a force that ripped the air from his lungs, the violent crack of bone shattering echoing in the stillness of the forest.
Agony tore through him like wildfire, spreading from the gaping wound as the blade twisted deeper into his flesh.
