Lyra, His Second Chance Mate
“Ah, you don’t trust me. Good. But let me explain something to you, Lyra. That stone was uncovered because of you. There’s a prophecy about it, you know.”
Her brows furrowed, despite herself.
“A ruler without lands, destined to rise and unite all werewolves,” he said, his tone almost reverent. “That stone is the heart of it all. With its power, I can make that prophecy come true. I can become invincible, the greatest ruler the werewolf world has ever seen.”
Lyra scoffed, though her voice was weak. “That prophecy isn’t about you.”
The Rogue King’s smirk vanished, replaced by a cold glare. “You think so? Perhaps not. But I’m the only one strong enough to wield it. And I will wield it, one way
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