HIS REJECTED GODDESS
Nova Thornethe rejected goddessgoddess design his fated materejected by my alpha materejected but trapped by the alpha king
The Sovereign of the founding ground looked at the matte-black, seamless iron sphere, and then at my shattered, cooked hands.
"The deep water is quiet, Jace," Elias said, his voice dropping to a low, reverent rumble. "The Leviathans are retreating into the trenches. The Crawlers have dispersed. The tide is broken."
"For now," I rasped, leaning heavily against the side of the Bell to keep myself standing. "The Sovereign of the Deep is shattered, but the Mariana is vast. They will elect a new king eventually."
Elias looked at me, a fierce, predatory pride in his eyes.
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