The Billionaire’s Marked Mate
Her instincts screamed, run, hide, survive, but the bond shouted louder: stay, fight, belong.
The air thickened. Magic hummed like an electric storm, invisible currents pressing against her skin. She could sense the Council moving, their whispers sharp, urgent—sensing the anomaly she had become.
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Then the first shadow struck.
Not a Council member, not an elder—but a ripple in the air, a distortion of reality itself. A creature, partially formed from shadow, erupted from the corner of the chamber, shrieking with a voice that rattled bones. Its eyes burned red, its form flickering like a broken reflection in shattered glass.
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