Claiming her Reign
Xian'na pov
The golden light slowly shrank back, pulling itself from the shattered office windows and sinking deep into my skin.
I stood straight, no longer a maid, no longer Empty. The agonizing pain of the rejection was gone, replaced by a strange, quiet fullness. The silence inside my mind—the silence that had lasted eighteen years—was finally broken.
A deep, powerful voice, like the sound of wind over mountains, spoke inside my head.
"Finally. I am free. I am Xiuan, the holy wolf of your mother, Xi'an. And now, I am yours."
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