Mate Rebound
I’d make him stop this ritual or I’d kill him, father or not.
The safehouse rose before me, its steel door creaking, open slightly, a faint light leaking out, and I followed suit, the air thick with the metallic tang of ozone and the iron cloy of blood, consoles whirring with ritual data. Savire stood before a central console, gnarled silver hair glowing in the screen’s light, a throbbing runed orb in his hand, power simmering. Narrowing his gray eyes at me, his voice cold and controlled. “Caspian. You shouldn’t be here.”
"Call off the ritual," I snarled, my knife drawn, crouched and growling. “You’re killing Jasmine, Elara, Lyra — for what? Your power?”
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