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Chapter 29. The new Alpha

Penulis: Sita.An
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The air around Blackveil's charred ruins seemed to hum with unspoken questions. The night was heavy, with the weight of what had been, what had ended, and what had yet to come.

Dorian stood alone in the heart of the clearing, where once great halls had stretched to the sky. The broken stone beneath his boots was all that remained of the legacy his bloodline had built, and it felt... hollow. He wasn't the man he had been before the curse before Seraphina had shattered everything he thought he knew.

And now, he wasn't the Alpha they had wanted either.

He had no grand crown, no ceremonial cloak. His presence was raw, marked by the scars of battle, by the fire of his heart that still beat in time with the moon's pull. He was not the ruler they had expected but he was the only one who had survived. The only one who could see the shattered pieces of this broken world and know that they had a chance to rebuild it. But only if he could lead them through the ruins, through the destruction he h
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