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Chapter 15: The Hunt Begins

ผู้เขียน: Author Gloria
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-02-14 17:55:43
Amara’s POV

The moment the first beast lunged, instinct took over. Kael shoved me behind him, his body tensed like a coiled spring, ready to strike. Victor moved like a shadow, his blade flashing in the dim light as he positioned himself at our flank.

I barely had time to process what was happening before the creature’s glowing red eyes locked onto me. My heart hammered against my ribs, fear clawing at my throat. This wasn’t just a mindless beast, it was hunting with purpose. It was hunting me.

Kael didn’t hesitate. With a snarl, he shifted mid-leap, his transformation smooth and deadly. His massive black wolf slammed into the creature, sending it skidding backward. The force of their collision shook the ground, snapping branches as they rolled through the undergrowth in a tangle of fur and claws.

Victor cursed under his breath. “They’re not supposed to be this fast.”

I barely registered his words before another beast burst through the trees. This one was even bigger than the firs
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