The cult came at midnight.
Not with rogues or witches this time.
With everything they had.
The penthouse wards shattered like glass.
Alexander's team fought in the halls, but they were outnumbered.
I felt the dark power calling — stronger than ever.
The leader stepped forward — an ancient witch with eyes like black voids.
"The Marked Luna will choose tonight," she said. "Light or darkness."
Alexander stood in front of me, shifted to his wolf form, ready to die protecting me.
But I stepped forward.
"No," I said.
The silver light exploded from me — brighter than ever.
The witch smiled. "Yes. Give in."
The voice in my head roared.
"Destroy them all. Take your place."
I felt the darkness rising, tempting.
Power.
Freedom.
Revenge.
Everything I'd wanted since the rejection.
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