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It was happening

Author: November
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-22 17:11:12

MESSIAH JORDY'S POV

“Luther,” I mumbled tearfully, as my knees almost gave out. It was happening, just as I'd pictured it. He was here to ruin this. To ruin me. To ruin us.

Everyone gasped. They all looked in his direction. Luther had interrupted the coronation with a battalion of black-masked men. With swords. Who were they?

He looked more animalistic than ever, dressed in all black. His eyes held intense menace as he had them pinned on me.

“If you lay a finger on that scepter, I'll have your head. Sooner than I should.” He voiced his threats out loud, causing everyone to gasp.

“What insolence is this, Luther Beaconsfield?!” The oldest elder barked. The other elders mumbled in agreement. But my head was spinning. Hot, frantic tears were rushing down my eyes.

“Insolence?” Luther scoffed, taking his gaze to him.

“What is the meaning of this madness? Is this rebellion? Are you trying to overthrow our Alpha?” Another elder questioned heatedly.

Luther hissed, gritt
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