Bloodbound: The Lycan's Claim
“You’re thinking about turning, aren’t you? About ripping me apart?”
Valtor didn’t answer.
Lucian smirked. “Go ahead. Try.”
In a flash, he moved.
The silver knife, laced with wolfsbane, slashed through the air toward Valtor’s throat.
Gaia gasped, her chest rising and falling rapidly as panic gripped her.
Before Lucian’s blade could touch Valtor—
The entire room darkened. The lights hadn't gone out, but the darkness felt unnatural.
Heat surged through Gaia, not warmth but a painful burn crawling under her skin. Her fingers twitched as her nails stretched, growing longer and sharper.
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