Bad Boy Alpha
I remembered sneaking down here with Azaria when we were barely older than the twins, laughing while reading half-forbidden scrolls about soul-binding, shape-altering, time-bending.
She had always been drawn to the impossible.
Maybe that’s why she’d become it.
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We pulled the old tomes from the inner chamber.
Books of soul-tethering, dream walking, magical imbalance restoration.
The children turned pages and the palms of their hands were dusty black, they radiated with intent.
“Look at this,” Aiden said, pointing to a passage. “It’s about latent flames when a soul doesn’t die, but hides inside an elemental state.”
I scanned the passage. “It’s possible… but extremely rare. They say only a V
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