They threw me into the dark with a monster.
No light. No mercy.
Just living shadows… and the thing that wants me.
Ketharis is ancient, terrifying, and made of hunger and night. He was never meant to have a mate—until me. And the closer his shadows pull me in, the more my magic ignites.
They think the darkness will break me.
They think the monster will consume me.
They’re wrong.
Because the shadows don’t own me.
I own them.
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Risingshadow
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