✿ I Will Take the Hardest Decision to Save Your Life, I Will Definitely Keep You Alive, My Love ✿
If love demands a wound to heal,
Then let my soul be cut to seal.
If pain's the price to see you breathe,
Then I shall pay, and never leave.
For death may beg, and fate may plead—
But I'll defy them both, for thee.
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"There's no other option right now—she's running out of time," Alicia said, her voice trembling even though she tried to hold herself together.
Horace stood at the edge of the bed, fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Veins pulsed along his arms, glowing faintly with the silver hue of suppressed Lycan power. His usually commanding aura was now a storm of despair barely contained beneath his skin.
Ariel lay motionless before him. Her skin—once glowing like morning light—had turned pale, her lips drained of warmth. Her chest rose and fell unevenly, every breath sounding like a fragile plea for mercy.
