The Mate I Never Chose
"You’re leaking power. If you blow the seal, you’ll vaporize this entire mountain—and us with it!"
"Maybe that’s the point!" Rangga looked down at his abdomen, where the light was spiraling into a complex, blinding geometry. "If I’m going to be a weapon, I might as well aim for the right target."
Bua raised a hand, his fingers elongating into sharp, shadow-tipped claws. "The boy thinks he’s a hero. How adorable. Kill the Buntu, bring me the anchor intact."
The shamans lunged, their movements disjointed and terrifyingly fast.