Lycan King's Cursed and Rejected Mate
My voice rang clear and true in the quiet clearing, each note perfectly pitched and resonating with power.
I didn't know the words, but they poured from me as if I had been singing them all my life.
The moment my voice filled the air, the energy around me shifted.
Blue energy, different from the white burst that had protected me from Isla, began to materialize around me. It swirled and danced, responding to the cadence of my song, pulsing with each rise and fall of the melody.
My body moved instinctively, swaying gently at first, then with more purpose. My arms extended outward, palms up as if offering the song to the heavens. The blue energy spiraled up my legs, around my torso, caressing m