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Stop Saying That

Author: Riel
last update publish date: 2026-05-19 18:13:28
The scarred wolf smiles.

Wrong decision.

The moment they move, Damon is on them.

One second he is standing in front of me.

The next, he crashes into the nearest wolf hard enough to send both of them through the rain and mud in a brutal blur of claws and snapping teeth.

The sound is horrific.

A body slamming into a tree.

A crack.

A scream cut short.

The others lunge immediately.

“Behind me!” Damon snarls.

Like I was planning to casually join the werewolf fight with only one functioning
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