THE ALPHA'S LOST HEIR
Her body arched, and I saw the immense strain, the sheer will it took.
The mate bond between us flared, almost painfully bright, as I intuitively sent her every ounce of my strength, my loyalty, my unwavering love. We were one, two halves of a whole, pouring our combined essence into this singular, desperate act.
The Heartstone screamed. Not a sound, but a psychic shriek that vibrated through my bones, a sound of agony and rage as the dark magic within it fought back. The green light pulsed furiously, trying to consume Olivia, but her pure elemental light, amplified by our bond, held firm. It was a struggle of creation against consumption, life against emptiness.
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