Angelica’s POVThe blade glinted beneath the moonlight.I could feel his heartbeat raging through the air. Arthur King. The great Alpha. The gods’ chosen son. And now mine to unmake.He moved before I struck. His hand shot up, catching my wrist. The blade twisted between us, the sharp edge biting into his palm. His blood smeared across my hand. Warm, metallic, and perfect.He growled, his hand tightening around the blade. “You’ll never win,” he said.I smiled. “I already have.”He lunged, faster than I expected, his shoulder slamming into me. The knife flew from my hand, clattering across the stone. I stumbled, but I didn’t fall. Power surged through me, wild and ancient, licking up my veins. The air around me crackled as I raised my hand, magic answering my call like flame to oil.I’d spent every second focusing on unlocking Liz's powers that were locked deep inside her very essence. And while the power wasn't as strong as I liked, it would be enough to end his pathetic life.Arthur’
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