Fake Bond of the Lycan Lords
“Betty? Oh, my goddess. Is she okay? What is she doing right now? Where is she?”
“She is back in my kingdom,” I said, the weight of reality pressing down on me. “But she is not well. She fell into a deep coma after losing her wolf.”
The excitement drained from Elia’s face instantly. Her shoulders slumped, and her green eyes clouded over with deep sorrow.
“Betty and I are first cousins,” Elia said, her voice dropping to a soft murmur. “Our mothers are identical twins. We grew up looking like carbon copies of each other. Everyone used to confuse us.”
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