Fated Vengeance: A Mate's Reckoning
*—a whisper I clung to, the only thing keeping me from drowning in her.
The chamber was vast, its walls not stone but liquid crystal, flowing, shifting, etched with runes that moved like living things. The floor was glass, reflecting not me but her, her black eyes staring up, her smile taunting. The doors had sealed behind me, trapping me in this heart of the Between, the Veil’s core, where the remnant’s words echoed—*destroy it, and she loses her anchor, but it’ll cost you everything*. My wounds throbbed—leg, arm, side, chest—but the mark’s pain was worse, a cold fire spreading, her presence sinking deeper, whispering *give in, be whole*.
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