The Royal Mate Of The Cursed Lycan King
She reaches beneath it and retrieves a small vial—black glass, sealed with a metal stopper etched with runes that sting my eyes to look at.
“What’s that?” I ask, though the answer already coils in my chest.
“A weapon,” Selene replies. “One that exploits the curse in Raiden’s blood.”
I step closer, breath shallow.
She holds the vial up between us, and inside I see a liquid darker than ink, moving like smoke and shadow trapped in water.
“Pour this on him,” she says softly, “and the curse will rise. It will devour him from within. No power of his, no control, no moonlight will suppress it. It would make the curse stronger, worst”
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