The Alpha king and the Hunt
Their eyes were black pits, bodies twisted by enchantment, mouths foaming as they charged toward me like a living wall of death.
I didn’t slow down.
Something inside me snapped—clean, sharp, final.
My baby shifted inside me, a faint flutter that sent a pulse of white-hot power through my veins. Moonfire answered instantly, surging up my spine, flooding my limbs.
“I’m coming,” I whispered to Kaelen through the bond. “Hold on.”
The first rogue lunged.
I raised my hand.
White fire erupted from my palm like a star being born.
He didn’t even scream—just turned to ash mid-air, scattering across the battlefield like snow. The second and third came faster, claws flashing.
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