Chapter 75

Sebastiano

I hadn’t felt true fear in millennia—until now. For thousands of years, I was the nightmare others whispered about. Kings begged for mercy. Armies scattered at the sight of my silhouette. Witches stilled their spells when I crossed their thresholds. Yet this woman…this girl who should have cowered before me—she’d made me step back. Impossible.

I studied her: silver light dancing in her eyes, ancient runes pulsing beneath her skin, and that wolf at her side—no, with her. Unlike every other Primordial who fought alone on blood and magic and brute force, she had something new: a reason to live. That made her lethal.

“You think this ends here?” I asked.

She didn’t reply—she just watched. No pleading. No panic. Only calm certainty. It drove me insane.

“You have no idea what you