Reina’s POV
Silence.
For the first time since the battle began, the battlefield is still. The ground is soaked with blood, bodies of both friend and foe lying across the field in an eerie stillness. Smoke rises from the scorched earth where fire and magic clashed. The air is thick with the metallic scent of death.
Luke’s body lies motionless at my feet, his dark magic fading into nothingness. His once-powerful aura is gone, the twisted corruption he used to strengthen himself now vanishing into the wind. He is no longer an Alpha. No longer a king. No longer a threat.
And yet…
My chest tightens. Something is wrong.
I can feel it in the air a dark presence, lurking just beyond my sight, waiting.
Kyle steps beside me, his sword still dripping with blood. His golden eyes scan the battle
