MATED TO THE ENEMY ALPHA
A tear rolled down my cheeks and I quickly wiped it away.
Astra exhaled slowly, rubbing her temple.
“The Red Stone,” she murmured.
Of course. I had a strong feeling.
“It took something in return,” I said, shuddering.
“Yes.”
“Hmm. Well,” I said bitterly, “I think we found the payment.”
Astra turned toward the table, her fingers lightly brushing across the ancient grimoire lying open there.
“The Red Stone is older than most magic I’ve encountered. Proverbs one of the oldest magic we know,” she said carefully. “It wouldn’t break a curse without consequences. It consumes power equal to the curse it destroys.”
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