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Prologue
PART TWO
Five brutal years had passed. Five years filled with turmoil and bloodshed. War had broken out across the planet. Humans screamed in outrage towards the supernaturals. Some screamed in outrage against the war. Allies turned on each other. Countries chose sides. Wolves defected from packs and Alphas grew stronger. No one was safe. Everything was at stake. Very few countries refused the war. Their people rose up in fear and overthrew them. Human children were sent off to die on distant battlefields. True soldiers were few and far inbetween. Old and battle hardened supernaturals came home in body bags. It was utter chaos.
Six years ago, I was but a girl who had mated with a king. A vampire king meant for more in the world. And my best friend, whom i had loved for most of my life. Six years ago, I was thrown into a cell and had my love taken from me. Ripped from my arms before I had the chance to fully explore its depths. A miracle w
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