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A Court of Watchful Shadows
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Ongoing, First published Mar 31, 2024
Mature
"I don't need to tell you pricks anything, I have my own reasons for being here and they don't concern three idiots who won't-" I was cut off as a force came slamming into me. 

I look up in anger at the man who was now towering over me, his nostrils flared as he took heavy breaths in and out, staring down at me in rage. 

I mirrored this as I looked up at him, my own anger causing my shadows to whip around sharply.

We stare at each other in the eyes, neither of us backing down as the other two shout at him trying to call him off. 

His shadows come dancing around him to meet mine in turn. A moment passes and it feels as though the shadows part to reveal an invisible string tying us together. 






Just as the mating bond snaps into place.





Female OC! - some brief ocxlucien but the main story is ocxazriel. ****still editing**** apologies for any typos 🫶
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