Bella The cheers had not even faded and the whispers had not yet settled when everything changed.One moment, Theorone was standing in front of me, his broad shoulders blocking me from the crowd and the chaos surrounding us. The next, his body swayed.At first, I thought I had imagined it.The undefeated Lycan King had always seemed larger than life. Unshakable. Invincible. A man who looked as though nothing in this world could ever bring him to his knees.Then I saw the blood.My breath caught as fresh crimson spread across the torn fabric at his side. More blood dripped from the wound on his shoulder, splattering against the arena floor. The sharp metallic scent reached me immediately, and dread settled heavily in my stomach.There was too much blood.Far too much."Theorone..."The word barely escaped my lips.His silver eyes found mine, and for a brief moment, the chaos around us disappeared. The crowd, Jaxon, the whispers echoing through the arena—none of it seemed to matter any
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