Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by the Beast
I was the Origin, the Queen of the Void, and yet I felt like a ghost haunting my own life.
Hours passed—or maybe years. In the carriage, time didn't exist. Finally, the horses slowed to a stop.
"We have arrived," the man said.
We stepped out into a city that shouldn't have existed. It was built in the center of a giant, ancient crater. The buildings were made of black glass and white bone, reaching up toward a sky that was permanently stuck in a deep, blood-red sunset. This was the **City of the Seam**, the hidden heart of the world’s magic.