The Lycan King’s Rogue Queen
And for the first time, I didn't feel like a victim.
"You think I'm a substitute?" I whispered, a slow, mean smile spreading across my face even as the ribbons of light began to burn. "You clearly haven't read my bio. I’m the complication."
I closed my eyes and reached back. I didn't know where Riley was, but I knew she was fighting.
Fight on, Riley, I thought. I’ll keep them busy here.
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Riley
The Unwritten reacted violently to my push.
The corridor fractured. Ink exploded outward like black rain in reverse. The Margin staggered, its form glitching, lines tearing through its "body" as if reality itself had rejected the edit I was making.
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