oe
was a merciless dru
y. The panic was a cold knot in my stomach, but th
and clear. "Full vital scan. Analyze curse co
olled across my
position - Nine-Turn Curse variant, engineered for targeted suppression of Alpha core energy circuits. Vi
d my
In this territory, only one
e Crescent Moon Domi
ex creations, a blend of ancient acupuncture and energy manipulation theory.
any needles,"
least, all the life I had jus
ed, without a sh
ofound, bone-deep weakness washed over me, so intense it almost made me black out. I sway
d with a faint shimmer. Inside, a set of nine, exqui
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f their own, a blur of muscle memory I didn't know I had. I selected the first needle. My
second, and the third. My hands flew, a dance of deadly grace, sinking each silver needle int
plex array, a miniature circuit board of
edle. I channeled the entirety of my remaining 1% life force i
invisible lines of energy. The chaotic, destructive power raging within him was drawn into the arr
ceding back under the surface. His breathing, once sha
d I sagged, every ounce of strength go
t-lived. The assassin's
y min
ce. I had drained his energy and left him for dead before saving him. He wouldn't wake up gra
to b
t closed and buttoned it neatly, making him decent. I had to hide the evidenc
ch one left his skin, it crumbled into a fine, grey dust t
my footprints, wiped my hands on the damp le
complicated knot of emotions tightened in my chest. I had saved his life,
exhausted, broken body, I stumbled in
ion
ing up sharply. The curse in my veins had quieted-more peaceful th
. The scent of a weak, wolfless female.
but my shirt... my shirt was buttoned. Neatly. As
ion Romero, Alpha King of the Crescent Moon Dominion, had been played, us
rom my very consciousness, a command that pie
ow! Find that woman! I
t voice echoed in my mind: "We're on
pack magic... ancient, deeply tied to this territory. The Stonefang Pack. "She might be connected to the
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