SOLD TO THE VOID ALPHA: THE REJECTED HEIRESS
The woman was tall, regal, and bore a terrifying resemblance to my mother, but her face was a roadmap of scars—jagged, white lines that ran from her temple to her jaw.
"Sora?" Dante breathed, his grip on my hand tightening.
"The Butcher remembers me," the woman said, a cruel, mirthless smile touching her lips. "I was Elena’s Shadow. Her Hand. Until she decided that a hand was too much of a liability for a Queen. She burned my village, Zora. She burned my face. And now, she’s sent her greatest creation to finish the job."
"I wasn't sent by her," I hissed, stepping toward the scarred woman. "I was sold by my father and hunted by her. I am the 'Rejected Heiress', remember? I’m the mistake she’s
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