The Alpha's Bought Bride
I said, my voice carrying that chilling, metallic resonance of the Shadow Queen as I stood up from the marble steps.
I extended my right hand, letting the permanent star-silver bracer fused to my forearm ignite with a sharp, low-buzzing violet light. The black veins on my fingers throbbed, stretching up toward my knuckles like living ink. The moment I stepped closer to Kaelen, the black cylinder in her hand began to hum in violent, frantic sympathy with my pulse.
The star-silver didn't recognize a human captive or a Northern rebel; it recognized the ancient, royal Eclipse energy running through my nervous system—the ultimate authority over all metal forged in the deep dark.
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