Reina’s POV
The battlefield stretched before me, a chaotic storm of fire, lightning, and blood. The scent of burning wood and iron filled the air, mixing with the cries of the wounded and the furious howls of werewolves locked in combat. The war had begun, and there was no turning back.
Kyle stood beside me, his golden eyes burning with unrelenting fire. His presence grounded me, even as the weight of the prophecy settled heavily on my shoulders.
At the heart of it all, standing in the ruins of our palace courtyard, was the Shadow King.
His form was shifting, a swirling mass of shadows barely held together by the jagged crown of darkness atop his head. His silver eyes gleamed with malice as he stepped forward, his aura suffocating and thick with death.
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