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2025-04-04 18:00:26Leah's POV
Big mistake.
Darryl's touch ignited a white-hot rage. The beast surged, teeth sharpening beneath my gums - rip, rend, feast - but Liam's voice cut through the haze.
"Don't." He met my gaze, blood trickling from his split lip. "Just don't."
I let my shoulders slump, the perfect picture of helplessness. Darryl released me with a sneer.
"Smart boy," he said to Liam. "Now strip."
What followed was a symphony of humiliation. They made him bare his thighs, his hips, the pale map of old scars. Jeers echoed - "Fitting you ended up a whore" - but Liam's face stayed eerily blank. When the first punch landed, he curled into himself, silent.
I memorized each blow.
Rib crack. Nose crunch. Knuckle split on tooth.
Darryl would die slow. They all would.
By the time they left him bleeding in the gutter, my gloves were shredded from clawing my own palms. I hauled him upright, his weight warm and too-human against me.
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