Beneath the Waning Moon
Finnbetrayed by an alpha, claimed by a lycan kingbetrayed and claimed by the lycan kingrejected by the alpha claimed by the lycan king althearejected by the alpha, claimed by the lycan king
My legs pinned beneath a fallen beam.
"Seraphine!" Leon shouted through chaos.
"Leon," I gasped, coughing through toxic smoke. "Help me! I can't shift—I'm trapped!"
Through the haze, I saw them.
Lysandra clutched his arm, face composed despite theatrical sobbing. "I can't stand! Please, Leon, the heir—I feel the poison! I cannot move!"
She wasn't injured. Not a scratch. She sat upright, pretending to tremble, eyes dry and calculating, voice breaking with practiced distress.
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