Chapter One Hundred Twenty Eight
Her beasty, the dangerous beast.
Third Person’s Point of View
What he was doing was dangerous.
Even if he does not feel anything around him, that no malicious threat was being subjected to his mate, there is still a possibility that she would be harmed in his hold. The power surging inside of him was immense that he rarely has the power to control it. In reality, having her this close and not having to snap her neck is already a miracle to him.
He is a beast, a monster who only knows how to kill and offer death to those who defy him.
That was his personality.
That was him.
But here she was, holding him close with what seems like no intent to let him go.
Despite knowing that he had killed someone or that he wanted everyone dead, she was holding
