Fake Bond of the Lycan Lords
"I can feel him right now. He is coming."
Luca’s face drops. The color drains from his skin, and pure, unadulterated fear settles deep into his bones.
"Darwin," I snap.
Darwin steps forward, letting out a heavy breath. "I, Darwin, king of the Sapphire kingdom, take back my mark and all claims on Betty, the future queen and goddess."
His clear voice rings through the clearing. A sudden, searing burn ignites on the side of my neck. The pain lasts for a single beat before the heavy, suffocating pressure of his mark completely vanishes from my soul.
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