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Chapter 132 A Fractured Plea
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CereliaThe air is thick with tension as the packs gather to witness the challenge. The field just outside the main village is packed with wolves. Some are standing in tight clusters, others keeping a wary distance. They murmur among themselves, their eyes flicking between Soren, me and Damon, who stands with his second, Marcus, on the opposite end of the clearing.I try and force my shoulders to relax, but I can’t deny the weight pressing against my chest. I never wanted to fight Damon. Despite everything, his manipulation, his need to control me, his obsession, I never pictured myself standing against him like this.But this isn’t just about me. It’s about the pack. About the people who trust Soren and me to protect them. And the ones hoping for a better life for themselves and their families.Soren’s hand is steady in mine, anchoring me when I feel adrift. He doesn’t need to say anything, his presence by my side is enough. Confidence radiates from him, calm and unwavering. He belie
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DamonI storm through the trees, my body vibrating with rage. The sting of defeat is a fresh wound, raw and festering. My sister, my own fucking sister, humiliated me in front of both packs. The show she put on was so convincing, she took most of my pack with her. How she must be gloating. She’s probably celebrating by riding Soren naked right now, ridiculing me and using him for her own pleasure. Her head thrown back, those golden tresses swinging as she thrusts, sweat running down her neck and dripping from her rigid nipples. She thinks she’s powerful? That she can stand against me and win? She got lucky. That’s all it was. Luck and mind tricks.The warriors who followed me are silent, trailing behind like lost dogs, too afraid to speak, too spineless to offer their opinions. Good. I don’t want to hear their pathetic excuses. I don’t want their pity or their empty reassurances. I want blood. I want vengeance.I stalk ahead, my mind spinning through the possibilities. Cerelia has h
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