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Chapter 27: The Witch’s Bargain
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Lena’s heart pounded, the weight of Selene’s words crashing over her like a tidal wave.You belong to me.No.No, that couldn’t be true.She yanked her wrist away from Selene’s cold touch, stumbling back. “You’re lying.”Selene only smiled, a slow, patient curve of her lips that sent a shiver down Lena’s spine. “Oh, sweetheart, I don’t need to lie.” She glanced at Lucien. “You can ask him yourself.”Lena’s gaze snapped to Lucien. Her chest tightened at the way his jaw tensed, at the dark, unreadable look in his silver eyes.He didn’t deny it.Lucien never stayed silent unless it was the truth.Her stomach twisted violently. “Tell me she’s wrong,” she demanded, voice barely above a whisper. “Tell me you didn’t—”Lucien’s throat worked as he swallowed hard. “I didn’t have a choice.”The words struck her like a slap.“No choice?” Lena repeated, her voice rising. “You gave me away, Lucien!”“I saved your life,” he snapped, his control fracturing. “You don’t understand—”“Then make me unde
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Lena’s pulse pounded as she forced herself to stay upright, her legs shaky beneath her. The room around her was massive—cold and unfamiliar, yet somehow hauntingly beautiful. The black stone walls shimmered with the faint glow of the carved constellations, and the air was thick with something old, something powerful.She was trapped.Selene watched her with an infuriatingly calm expression, lounging near the onyx throne as if she had all the time in the world. “You don’t look pleased,” she mused.Lena swallowed, her throat dry. “You kidnapped me.”Selene chuckled. “Did I?” She stepped forward, the soft rustling of her gown the only sound in the vast chamber. “I merely took what was already mine.”Lena’s stomach twisted. “I don’t belong to you.”Selene tilted her head. “No?” She lifted her hand, and suddenly Lena’s wrist burned.Pain lanced through her arm, white-hot and searing. She gasped, clutching at it, only to freeze when she saw the mark forming there—glowing faintly against her
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