Her Ruthless Alpha
The charcoal crimson tint that had stained the edges of the atmosphere suddenly flooded the entire orb, turning the celestial giant into a solid, unholy lens of pure blood-red fire that stained the mountain, the ruins, and the kneeling army in a shroud of absolute obsidian violence.
Inside the column of frozen fire, Sofia’s head slowly lifted. Her long hair whipped across her face in the sudden, dead silence of the wind. And as she finally opened her eyes, the warm silver of her human self was gone, replaced by a blinding, terrible, and sovereign silver-red brilliance that mirrored the bleeding moon awake.
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