The Tragic end of the Lycan's mate

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Chapter 126 Vanya Claw met power. Rufina lifted a single finger, and reality itself bent. Threads of light—no, threads of fate—lashed out like whips, wrapping around Kross’s limbs, holding him back. But Kross roared, muscles bulging, his Lycan aura flaring. Golden sparks burst around him, shattering the bindings. He clawed forward, forcing Rufina back step by step. “You dare?” Rufina hissed, though his grin never left his face. “You challenge fate itself? Foolish mutt. You were meant to serve me, not defy me.” Kross answered with another roar, swiping his claws. Rufina vanished into mist, only to reform behind him. A blast of energy—cold, sharp, like being cut by destiny itself—slammed into Kross’s side. He staggered, but he did not fall. I clutched my chest, breath trembling. He’s fi

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