The metallic liquid caught the light as Alpha Kirk held the container steady in his grip. Silver water gleamed like liquid mercury, its surface rippling with each slight movement of his hand.
"Silver water," he murmured, his voice carrying a dangerous edge that made the air in the room feel thick with tension.
Kimi's breath caught in her throat as she watched him pause, the container hovering inches above his own palm. His face remained impassive, carved from stone, revealing nothing of the agony that should have been coursing through him. The strength he displayed was both admirable and terrifying.
Her throat worked as she tried to swallow her rising panic, attempting to maintain some semblance of composure in the face of his unpredictable behavior.
Without warning, his free hand shot out and captured her wrist. His fingers wrapped around her delicate bones with surprising gentleness, though his grip was unbreakable. A wicked smile curved his lips as he spoke.
