The Last White Wolf & Her Chosen Kings
I muttered, sipping my tea.
“Because the gods are dramatic bitches and so are we.”
Touché.
I inhaled slowly, letting my eyes sweep the dining hall. It was packed, with keep staff, trial contenders, witches, even the Moon Priestesses. Everyone was watching me, waiting, and wondering what the hell I was going to do about the demon who had swaggered into our lives like a fucking storm with abs.
I stood, clearing my throat. The room went silent.
“I have an announcement,” I said, my voice steady and, strong. “The gate has been temporarily sealed.”
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