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The heavy doors of the grand dining hall groaned as Desmond and Seraphina stepped out into the sprawling corridor of the Blackwood mansion.

The air was cool and still, a stark contrast to the thick tension that had clung to the lunch table they had just left behind.

Desmond’s boots echoed down the hallway, slow and deliberate, while Seraphina walked beside him in her elegant heels, her long beautiful gown trailing behind like a shadow of fire.

Neither of them spoke at first. They didn’t need to. The smug smirks on their faces said it all.

Then, Desmond let out a scoff and tilted his head slightly toward Seraphina.

“Did you see Eugene’s face when we walked in?” he asked in mockery.

Seraphina laughed, low and rich, as she replayed the moment in her head.

“I thought his fork was going to snap in half. Poor little Alpha thought he was having a sentimental lunch with his loyal little group of misfits.”

Desmond chuckled darkly.

“Max looked like she had swallowed a thorn. Mira cou
Osarumwense Osakue

🔥 Will Desmond crush Eugene in the arena and seize the throne by force? Will Seraphina finally wear the crown she has dreamed of, or will the tides of loyalty and justice turn the tables before the moon sets? 💥 Don’t miss the next chapter.

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