THE LYCAN KING’S SCARRED PRIZE
Beside me, Dominic let out a low, agonizing grunt, his shoulders trembling under the sheer physical tax of the fusion.
For three agonizing seconds, the world was nothing but blinding light and the sound of our souls burning away.
Then, the light snapped shut.
WAAAAAH!
A sharp, piercing, beautiful cry echoed through the dark drainage bay.
The baby’s chest violently rose, her tiny lungs expanding as she drew in her first real breath. The healthy, pink color rushed back into her skin, and her bottomless black eyes snapped open, the violet rings beneath her pupils pulsing with a stable, calm, and perfectly anchored rhythm. The mutation had stabilized. Her heart was beating.
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