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Chapter 119: The heat 2

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Damien’s POV……

I smelled her before I saw her.

My mate and another delicious scent that was maddening__heat.

Raw. Overwhelming. Sweet enough to make my vision blur and my wolf slam against the walls of my mind like a beast trying to break free.

Louis.

My mate.

She's in heat.

The forest around me faded into nothing as the scent hit—thick, clinging to the air, soaked into bark and soil and blood.

Another rotten smell, Rogue blood.

And I could feel the mate bond flickering in fear

“No,” I growled, already moving.

My wolf surged forward, claws scraping inside my skull, eyes burning black.

Mine.

I shifted without thinking, my bones snapping, fur tearing through skin as I exploded into the clearing.

The bodies were already down—throats torn, limbs broken—but I barely registered them.

She was on the ground.

Curled. Shaking. Breathing shallow and uneven.

Louis.

Her scent was agony.

I wanted to mark her right at this moment.

“Focus Damien” I snapped at myself

I shifted back instan
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