THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE
The heart was alive, fighting back, clinging to its hold on him.
"No!" Lucien’s voice rang out, filled with a ferocity that shook me to my core. "You won’t have me anymore!"
The ground cracked open beneath us, and there, deep in the darkness, I saw it. The heart. It was black and pulsing, its veins extending like the roots of a tree, feeding on the lost souls trapped within its depths. It was a thing of pure malevolence, a creature of magic and death, a parasite that had slowly consumed Lucien from the inside out.
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