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Chapter 5 Nyra POV

Word Count: 1046    |    Released on: 30/10/2026

ght didn't jus

fucking slap

ving, every muscle in my body

ine needles still hung thick in the air, wra

highs, and a wave of nausea hit me so hard I thought I'd

pt wi

e psychopathic piece of shit I had spent fifteen years trai

ssed my brain, melting the second that pri

n; I had degraded myself in th

ked out, slamming my

gging my torn leather vest

cocktail of adrenaline and self-loat

t the fuck out

s, my fingers wrapping around the gold

The heavy woo

dg

me," I snarled, pulling a lockpick

way, working furiously. My hands were sweating

irl," a deep, gravelly voice echoed

o my thigh, only to find my sil

archway, completely unbothered, wearin

gernails had carved into his bare shoulders

ngly smug, possessive warmth that made me wa

o a defensive fighting stance despite being

apex predator. "The room is sealed from the outside. Paxton and the elite shadow guards h

n trap me here? L

from tearing itself apart. You broke into my quarters, bypassed ancient wards, and tried to poison my water supply. But more importantly... you're

spat, my voice dripping with pure venom. "I am a nob

en us in a second, his superna

but his massive 6'5 framework complete

but you have no wolf. You fight like a human demon, yet you carry the blo

to h

of broken vulnerability cracking through his stony ma

dark realization washed over me. He wanted the lit

zor-sharp smile that

your throne room, Kael. You watched her burn. Yo

s, volatile heat. "If you won't give me answers, then we

ver accept

e'll see about that," he murmured, his voice laced wi

car on my neck, sending a treacherous jo

y, cursing my

hold me?" I taunted, backing away until the edge of t

s the surface. My twin daggers were gone, but my ha

e black g

st night's chaotic madness, rolling u

wolfsbane was still within my

now what you're capable of. But you're unarmed, and your human strength i

her rot,

waistband. If I couldn't slip it into h

the entire door. The marble floor groaned, an

, Ope

that voice anywhere. It was

recognizes m

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