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The Magic Kingdom, hidden behind layers of enchantment and centuries of secrecy, was alive with whispered secrets and veiled intentions. Deep within its polished marble halls and golden domes, two dark hearts beat in rhythm, Zod and Sandra. Zod’s quarters were unlike any other in the palace. Draped in obsidian silks and embroidered gold, his chamber exuded a false warmth, a luxurious mask over the danger that lived within. Polished stones reflected the dancing lights of floating lanterns, and the sweet scent of burning sandalwood clung to every surface. The room, lavish and isolated, was fit for royalty, though Zod wore no crown, yet. He was the favoured shadow. The most loyal to Rowan was handpicked for his ruthlessness and his bloodline. His father had once been the Beta of the powerful Shadow Claws Pack, back when Queen Arabella and King Kael, King Maxwell's parents…still ruled. But betrayal had tainted those golden years. Rowan had plotted their fall, and Zod's father, torn b
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The thick velvet curtains of Zod’s private chamber blocked out all light from the magical kingdom beyond, casting the room in a dim, simmering haze. A slow-burning fire crackled in the hearth, but it was nothing compared to the storm that raged inside Sandra. Her body burned. The heat had worsened, much faster than either of them anticipated. Zod returned moments ago with food and drinks from the enchanted market, but as soon as he stepped inside and caught the thick scent of Sandra’s heat laced in the air, every instinct in his body flared like a spark catching dry kindling. He locked the door behind him, enchanted it with blood magic, and sealed every window. No one else would come near her. No other male would even catch her scent. Because if they did, she wouldn’t survive what followed. Sandra sat slumped on the edge of the bed, her body trembling with need and pain, her eyes glassy and wild. Her blonde hair clung to her skin, damp with sweat, and her voice…when she spoke…
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Sandra’s words lingered in the air, soft and raw. “I think I love you.” Zod didn’t speak. He didn’t blink. His golden eyes stared down at her, unreadable, like the surface of a deep lake hiding a thousand monsters underneath. The fire’s glow lit up half of his face while the other was cast in shadow, a reflection of the storm twisting inside him. He moved suddenly, not away from her, but toward the edge of the bed, rising to his feet without a word. Sandra watched him with her heart hammering in her chest. She expected rejection. Or silence. Or for him to walk out. But instead, Zod bent and scooped her up in his powerful arms. Her body, marked by the night’s frenzy, melted into his chest. She let out a small gasp as her legs curled naturally around his waist, her arms resting around his thick neck. She could feel his pulse, slow and steady, beneath his warm skin. He didn’t look at her as he carried her into the adjoining bathroom, where a wide stone tub filled with warm, steam
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