The Embrace Of The Lycan King
Aldrake asked as he watched Amber, eyes closed, palms pressed together, chanting words he didn’t understand.
“What do you think?” she shot back sharply. “I’m calling upon my servants of the dark. They’ll help us once they sense my power. So don’t interrupt me.”
Moments later, a swirl of black and red smoke began to rise from her hands. She smirked, opening her eyes—now glowing with crimson light. Aldrake met her gaze, and they both smiled wickedly.
“Soon,” Amber whispered, “we’ll be free from this filthy place.”
“Good,” Aldrake growled, his jaw tightening. “I refuse to rot in this cell. I still have a score to settle with the King of Werewolves. I’ll destroy him—and everything he loves.”
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