The Mate I Can't Have
He was a guardian, a beacon of strength, and I resolved to fight alongside him until the end.
He met my gaze, eyes full of resolve. “We can’t lose ourselves to their darkness!”
I nodded and steeled my resolve. “We won’t,” I assured him. “Together, we will show them the strength of our unity.”
Hilda barked orders, her voice laced with bitterness. “Attack! Show them they can never truly belong!” Her words dripped with venom, directed not just at us but at the very core of what we represented—community, loyalty, and love.
Bab Populer