The Alpha's rejected mate
he whispered, a sound like dry leaves blowing across the pavement.
"My name is Elara Vance," I said coldly.
The True King shattered into a million pieces of black ash, collapsing into the dirt.
The god was dead. The war was over.
But as the adrenaline violently crashed, my legs gave out. I collapsed onto the floor, my human body completely broken, every muscle screaming in agony. The spectral armor faded, leaving me shivering in my ruined clothes.
I scrambled across the glass, my hands tearing and bleeding, until I reached Kaelen.
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