I swear he is a Werewolf
"You said I was a miracle. You said my blood was different. Hestia is talking about the past. She’s talking about humans who didn't have the Spark. I am Kaelira Nyx Vale, and I don't follow the rules of your history books."
The door behind the Elders began to groan. Huge, furred paws slammed against the oak. The Pack was here.
"Zayden," I whispered, my heart hammering against his. "I would rather have five years of being yours than fifty years of being nothing. Mark me. Claim your Queen."
The first crack appeared in the door. A massive grey wolf shoved its head through, eyes rolling in a bloodlust trance.
Zayden looked at the door, then back at me. The solar white light returned to his eyes,
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