THE ALPHA'S WIFE IS NO LADY
Lucius's black eyes widened in genuine, sudden shock, his gray hands gripping the bone armrests of his throne so hard the ancient calcium cracked under his fingers.
"What... what is that magic?" Lucius spat, his voice losing its mocking composure for the first time. "That is not Moonborn light! That is impossible!"
"This is the Twilight Flame, uncle," I growled, my voice layered with the primal, terrifying resonance of my gold wolf and Damon's shadow spirit simultaneously. "It is the divine judgment born from the union of light and shadow. And it is going to burn your dark soul out of existence."
Damon stepped directly beside me, his tall, broad frame radiating absolute, lethal confidence as