The Alpha’s Rejected Human Luna
But Lilah’s refusal, her insistence on life, on not yielding, shattered its expectation entirely.
The light between us ignited. It was raw, hot, chaotic, yet beautiful. Sparks of gold, white, violet, all tangled together, pulsing, consuming the air. Stone cracked. Dust lifted in great plumes, making the battlefield seem like a world between worlds. The magic shrieked, a sound beyond human comprehension, the voice of centuries of suppression and pain, now screaming against defiance.