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Balthazar

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Balthazar’s POV

There’s something sacred about screams echoing off stone.

It's not just the sound or the music of agony reverberating through old, blood-warmed rock, but the purity of it. Pain, after all, is the only language that doesn't lie.

I sit atop my throne of bones with my hands clasped loosely and my eyes half closed. The throne pulses with the same dull red glow that seeps from the ancient runes etched into the cavern walls. Runes older than the packs and also older than memory. They whisper in a tongue long lost to the surface, a lullaby of suffering and power. Of hunger.

Chains clink in the darkness around me, followed by the shuffle of broken bodies. I know each sound. I’ve memorized them. There are nine wolves left alive in this chamber.

Nine souls slowly being unstitched.

Nine hearts bleeding into my veins.

Their spirits bend under the pressure, unraveling like threadbare rope.

“More,” I whisper, and the blood runes flare brighter.

A cry erupts from the far corner—a fe
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