Fated Vengeance: A Mate's Reckoning
Lucian demanded, the dagger still glowing, his voice steady despite the blood dripping from his hand.
“Names are for mortals,” she said, her voice a hiss. “You’ve taken my toys—Ragnar, Veyra, my pets. Now I take you.”
She raised a hand, and the roots tightened, thorns piercing my leg, my side. I gasped, the bond flaring with Lucian’s rage, his fear. He slashed the dagger, and a pulse of light erupted, shattering the roots around us. We stumbled free, but she laughed, unphased, and the forest shifted—trees bending, paths vanishing, the ground tilting underfoot.
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