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Chapter 18

Author: Buellaaldama
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Killian’s POV

The fight with Darius had been more rough than I expected.

Even though I won it, I didn’t leave the battle without injuries.

My right shoulder throbbed from a deep gash, and bruises painted my skin, this was from Darius. I hated that I let my anger lead me into that fight, but it was necessary I did. Darius had insulted not only me but my authority as Alpha. And I can't stand him going further without a reaction. Now I know he is a traitor to me. I will get back at him when it's due time.

After the fight, I called Raven to my side with urgency. My voice was firm, but low at the same time, because the pain in my chest was growing worse and I was bleeding. I should have asked him to take me home but remembering Selene is around. I decided to let him go get her while I find my way back to the pack house . Her safety matters the most.

“Go get Selene. Bring her back to the pack house,” I said. “Now, hurry!”

Raven gave a nod before heading off.

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