The Lycan 's King Forsaken Mate.
Not just from the blood moon, but from fireballs raining down from Lilith’s hellspawn dragons, summoned from the skies of the Black Marsh.
Garron roared commands. Lycans poured out of the keep, steel and claws ready.
I kissed Rhea once, fast and brutal. “Stay behind me.”
“I can fight,” she said, drawing her blade.
“I know,” I said. “But if they take you again, I will burn the world to its bones.”
Then I turned toward the forest.
Toward the dark tide approaching.
And I ran straight into it.
Kael’s magic struck first, a bolt of black lightning that shattered the first row of trees. It lit up the battlefield like a funeral pyre. His silhouette appeared behind the flames, crown of thorns, eyes g
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