The Overweight Omega and Her Three Knights
My wolf was silent now, buried deep inside, too weak to come forward.
Through the broken window, I caught a glimpse of the creatures circling above. They were massive, with scales that shimmered like liquid metal. Their roars shook the air, echoing through the Academy halls like thunder.
Jett appeared beside me, his hands warm as they steadied my shoulders. “You’re bleeding,” he said softly, his voice rough with worry.
“I’ll live,” I muttered, my gaze locked on the sky. “But if Nara gets her away—”
Kael’s head snapped toward me, his expression darkening. “She won’t.”
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