Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to actual events or locales is entirely coincidental. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Embracing what destiny has planned for me, or escaping it. He thinks he has taken all of my options away. The Horde King thinks he has me exactly where he wants me. My powers and emotions are on the fritz, and each day seems to bring surprises that I am not sure how to deal with. Now in the Horde Realm, nothing is going remotely like I thought it would. Although Ryder promised to save me, I couldn't let him get near this creature, so I willingly (sort of) signed myself over to be his new plaything. This was the mystical being I was hidden from for more than twenty years. Just as I found out who I really am, I was presented to the elusive Horde King as a gift. I found out what I really wanted and was forced to give him up.
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