Sold After Rejection to the Ruthless Lycan King
A celestial entity had decided to descend, to peer directly into the world of mortals.
Around me, the council froze. Generals, nobles, priests, some whispered prayers, some collapsed to their knees. Wolves along the walls crouched, low growls vibrating in their throats, their instincts screaming that a force older than blood was awake. I did not flinch. I barely breathed.
Lyra’s voice, soft and trembling, cut through the chaos. “Divinity does not tolerate replacement.”
Her words slid along my spine like ice. Correct. The Moon had not created this hierarchy. It had harvested it. Fear fed the gods. Obedience sustained them. And now, starving it of both, I was a threat it could not ignore.
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