The executioner and the Alpha King
I say, holding up the pendant.
With a slow, deliberate motion, I place the sun-shaped necklace next to the one already around her neck—the one with Artemis. As the two pendants touch, a soft hum rises in the air. Magic curls between them like smoke caught in sunlight, silver and gold weaving together in living threads.
Before either of us can blink, the two pieces fuse into one. I can’t help but grin at the sight.
“Now it’s complete.”
Eva stares at it, the new piece warm against her skin. The necklace is striking now—silver Artemis holding a golden sun in one hand, the other resting on the head of a golden wolf. A goddess, a star, a wolf. Balance, prophecy, blood.
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