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Predator’s Reign

Author: Favor V April
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-30 21:43:44

Jonathan’s POV

The sun threatened the horizon, but I didn’t retreat. No. I stood on that rooftop, the chill wind dragging at my coat, the city beneath me painted in the blood of the night, and I watched the chaos bloom. The sirens, the shouting, the confusion. I had done this. I had turned their safe streets into my hunting ground. I had carved fear into the bones of this city, and it was glorious.

But it wasn’t enough.

Because still—still—I could feel her. Selina. The way she had looked at me, not with the hunger I craved, not with the need I had bled for, but with guilt, with regret, with that distant, haunted longing that was never for me. It was always him. Lucas. That wolf. That failure of a mate who had thrown her aside and still held her heart in chains.

And I hated him for it.

The predator in me snarled, my fangs bared as I hissed between clenched teeth, the taste of blood still rich on my tongue. I could end this. I could end him. I could tear his throat out and take what was
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