Elara felt the weight of her ancestors pressing down on her, but she refused to be
intimidated. "I'm not running from my past anymore. I choose to forge my own path, free
from your chains."
"Such defiance," the woman mused, her tone mocking. "But you don't know what you're up
against."
"Then enlighten me," Elara challenged, stepping forward. "What do you want from me? What
is this curse that binds us?"
The woman's smile faded, replaced by a flicker of something dark. "You seek answers, but
the truth is not what you expect. Your father made a pact, and you, Elara, are the key to its
fulfillment."
The room grew still, the members of the society leaning closer, their eyes glinting with
expectation.
"You'll never have what you desire," Elara said firmly, her heart pounding. "I won't be your
pawn."
"Perhaps you should reconsider," the woman warned, her voice low and menacing. "The
past has a way of revealing itself, whether you want it to or not."
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The Midnight Oath
RomanceThe story follows Elara Blackwood, a woman burdened by a dark secret, and Damien Voltaire, a mysterious man haunted by his own tragic past. When they meet under the strangest of circumstances, their connection ignites a forbidden passion. But beneat...
