Chapter 38 SAVED A HEAD

AVRIELLE'S POV

The executioner didn’t even flinch. To him, I wasn’t the Alpha’s mate or a woman desperate to save a life; I was merely a noise—an interruption in a ritual of blood.

His muscles bunched, his eyes fixed on the nape of Adrian’s neck, and he swung the heavy broadsword backward, prepari...

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