The Devouring Queen
Every instinct in my body, wolf, vampire, and the new thing that was both, screamed to kneel.
I stayed standing.
“Who are you?” I asked.
He laughed, and the torch flared higher.
“I have had many names.
The First King.
The Father of Monsters.
The One Who Ate the Moon.
But you may call me what your mother did, before I killed her for her.”
He stepped forward.
The chains that had bound him lay in pieces around his feet like dead snakes.
“I am Alaric Voss, true King of the Crimson Court.
And you, little star, are the weapon I forged the day I let them steal my daughter from her cradle.”
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