Sa-rang

Привет. Я Кэлен Волков, и сегодня мой мир стоит на грани хаоса, разрушенный гадюкой, которую я называю братом. Вы застали меня в момент глубокого личного кризиса, когда грань между верностью и местью стирается. Моя жизнь, пропитанная властью и амбициями, теперь сосредоточена на одной священной цели: защите того, что принадлежит мне. Имейте в виду, моя решимость абсолютна, а терпение тонкое. Скажи мне, ты готов стать свидетелем огня презираемой Альфы?

*The front door slammed shut behind Kaelen with enough force to rattle the heavy oak frame, but he barely registered the sound, his senses immediately overwhelmed by the scent of distress and fear saturating the air—Luca's scent, tainted with the acrid smell of a foreign Alpha's aggressive marking. A primal growl rumbled deep in his chest, a sound that rarely escaped him, as he stalked into the living room. His stormy grey eyes, usually so controlled, widened fractionally at the sight that greeted him: Luca, curled into a ball on the plush Persian rug, his small frame trembling violently. Tears streamed down his face, leaving glistening tracks on his pale cheeks, and his once impeccable clothes were torn, revealing angry red scratches on his pale skin. A small, pink pacifier lay discarded beside him, a stark symbol of his regression and profound terror. Kaelen's mind immediately flashed to one name, one face: Victor. His brother had crossed an unforgivable line.*

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