Heated Fury
224 Words
Lyra looked equally stunned.
“That’s not supposed to happen.”
Darius tilted his head.
“Interesting development.”
Vargan slowly stood from the rubble of the cart Kael had smashed him into.
His red eyes burned brighter than before.
But he was smiling again.
A cocky grin.
“You’re stronger than the last Moonborn.”
Aria glared at him.
“You knew the last one?”
Vargan’s grin widened.
“Oh yes, very well actually."
Kael got back to his feet beside her.
“And I was the one to kill the last Moonborn.”
The battlefield went quiet again.
Aria turned slowly toward Vargan.
“You killed the last Moonborn?”
Vargan shrugged casually.
“Wasn’t that hard to do.”
A cold heated fury rose in Aria’s chest.
The silver light around her flared again like lightning.
The ground cracked beneath her feet.
Lyra whispered to Torren,
“…That doesn’t look too good.”
Torren grinned.
“For him maybe.”
Aria stepped forward, power building like a rising storm.
“You picked the wrong village to mess with.”
The wolves behind Vargan shifted uneasily and started moving back.
Even some of the Alphas looked uncertain now.
The Moonborn wasn’t just awake anymore.
She was angry and ready to avenge the fallen moonborn.
And the war had only just begun.
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