The Enigma's Omega Bride.
He growled low, a guttural rumble that vibrated through his chest, as he fought the urge to sink teeth into the limp form in his arms.
Ryker slumped nearby, Thorne binding his poisoned wound with strips torn from an attacker's cloak. 'Get him out,' Ryker rasped, eyes glassy from the toxin. 'The moon... it's calling everything.'
Kael didn't waste breath on words. With a surge of shadowed magic, he vanished, the world folding around him like dark wings. The ether hummed, depositing him in the heart of his secret hideout—a forgotten chamber deep beneath the castle's roots, carved from unyielding stone and warded against the world above. Torchlight flickered from sconces, casting long shadows ac
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