Alpha’s Scumbag: Sorry My Luna
she whispered, and with a surge of strength, she threw him off, her hand reaching for the Tear.
I scrambled to my feet, my vision swimming, and lunged for the crystal. My fingers closed around it, its warmth flooding through me, and for a moment, everything stilled. The Tear’s power hummed in my veins, ancient and alive, whispering of strength, of bonds, of love.
Lydia screamed, her magic lashing out, but I held on, the Tear’s light flaring brighter. “Kael!” I shouted, tossing it to him.
He caught it, his eyes blazing with determination. “Sylvara, now!”
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