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... re than ever. All Alaric wanted was to let it go. And he did.

Dark, angry clouds choked the sky above Pine Ridge Lodge, swirling ominously. It wasn’t raining, but the air was heavy with moisture, the scent of ozone thick enough to taste.

Alaric stood shirtless and barefoot on the rooftop, his eyes glowing silver, crackling with power as lightning coiled above his head like a crown.

No one had truly loved him. Not his parents, for whom he always had to beg for attention. N ...

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