Beneath the Winter Moon
Her lips brushed the spot, her fangs poised, her heart thundering with the ecstasy of victory.
And then...
The room erupted in blinding light.
It poured through the walls and windows, a searing, silver brilliance that swallowed every shadow. Blair cried out, jerking back, shielding her eyes. The air vibrated, alive with raw power that surged in waves strong enough to rattle the floor beneath them.
Silas’s glazed eyes widened, a spark of recognition flickering through the haze.
The light condensed into a figure, familiar, untouchable, burning with divine fury.
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