The Alpha Queen and her Human Mate
Ragnar moved beside her, lightning flickering across his knuckles, storm clouds roiling above, the low rumble of thunder vibrating in the air.
“You think this is over?” The Wraith hissed, his voice layered with the echoes of a hundred screams.
Raven’s eyes narrowed, her jaw tight. “It ends tonight.”
The Wraith’s smile was cruel. “No, Alpha. It begins.”
With a snarl, The Wraith lifted his hands, shadows exploding outward, surging toward Raven and Ragnar in a black wave.
Ragnar stepped forward, slamming his palms into the ground. Lightning tore across the snow, colliding with the darkness, the flash blinding, thunder splitting the air.
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