_Alina's POV_As we approached Amora's cell, I felt a mix of emotions—anger, curiosity, and a strange sense of pity. She looked up at me with a smirk that made my blood boil. The sight of her, shackled and defeated, brought me no satisfaction, only a desire for answers."Well, well," Amora said, her voice dripping with mockery. "Look who survived. The little hero herself."I stood tall, despite the pain throbbing through my body. "Why, Amora?" I asked, my voice steady. "Why did you do it?"She chuckled, a dark, hollow sound. "Why not? It's amusing to watch you all scramble, trying to save your precious werewolves."I clenched my fists, trying to keep my composure. "This isn't a game. People's lives were at stake."Amora shrugged, her eyes cold and calculating. "People's lives are always at stake, Alina. It's just a matter of whose lives you value more."My anger flared. "You had no right to play with their lives. You and Caspian both."Her eyes gleamed with a cruel light. "Ah, Caspian
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