The Dark Forest: The Lycan King’s Fated Mate
The moment I stood into the hut, I noticed a display; ancient-looking artifacts, silver rings with intricate designs, crystal vials, and, most intriguing of all, an old book standing with only its spine and front facing me, and a blood red ruby necklace sitting right next to it.
I reached out, my fingers brushing against the beautiful gem the size of a grape and then over to spine of the book. I gently grabbed the book, my fingers grazing the pages which are filled with strange, elegant writing. I don’t recognize the symbols, but there is a familiar feeling to them—a familiar energy.
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