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Chapter One Hundred Twenty One

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* Regina *

The world was still shaking and it felt like breaking apart when I stepped between them. Malgori and Alpha Archer, two wolves with the strength of hundreds. Both are fighting violently.

My legs felt like they belonged to someone else, light, weak, trembling, but my will was as hard as iron. The clearing smelled of blood and dust, wolves panting, growling, holding themselves back by nothing more than my voice.

I saw Alpha Archer's silver form crouched low, fur bristling, jaws dripping with Malgori's blood. I saw my father, half-shifted, one knee in the dirt, clutching his torn throat as he glared up at me as betrayal itself had struck him.

And then. Hands grabbed me from behind. I barely registered it before Rowan's snarl ripped through the air.

"Touch her again," he roared, "and I'll gut you myself!"

Rowan slammed into the rogue who had lunged for me, knocking him sideways, teeth finding his shoulder. Blood sprayed across the dirt. Another rogue circled behind me, but Elias
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