Claimed By The Twin Alphas
My blood ran cold, the ruins, the place from Lara's visions, and the place where Alden wanted to perform his ritual.
We changed direction, cutting through the forest on paths meant for wolves, not motorcycles. Branches whipped at our faces. The bikes skidded on loose dirt and rocks. But we didn't slow down.
Finally, we broke through the tree line and saw them.
Moonspire Ruins stood in the clearing, ancient and dark under the moonlight. And there, at the base of the stone altar, was Lara.
She was unconscious, tied up, surrounded by at least fifteen wolves in dark robes. And standing over her, smiling as he'd already won, was Alden Vey.
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