Fated to the Lycan King
Lady Persephonefated for my lycan king
My eyes darted wildly, searching for Bella.
Then I saw him. Koren. That bastard.
He was carrying Bella—my Bella—her body limp in his arms like a broken doll. Her blond hair spilled over his arm, stained with soot and ash. Her eyes were closed. She wasn’t moving.
My breath caught in my throat.
Aster stood beside Koren, lips curled in satisfaction, her hand raised. A shimmer in the air—magic. A portal flickered to life like a wound ripped into the world. And before I could move, before I could scream, strike, anything—
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