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CHAPTER 122

Author: Aria Quinn
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-10-06 18:43:44

Damion’s POV

Two weeks without Mia.

Days without food. Nights without sleep. My body should have broken. It did not. The fire inside me would not die. Each hour without her opened a new wound. Every heartbeat was one vow. I will find her. I will break anyone who keeps her from me.

Her scent was faint now. Wolfsbane. Smoke. Blood. The trace was small but real. I followed it like a hunter follows the last thread of a trail.

The forest closed around me. The trees watched. The air felt thin.

Then they hit.

Rogues dropped from the dark like falling teeth. Blades flashed. A net tried to catch my legs. One of them aimed at my throat. They came from every side. They wanted to pin me, bleed me, slow me down.

They struck first. Good. I wanted that.

A knife cut my shoulder. Pain flared white. I tasted metal. Another rogue slammed into my ribs. Wind left my lungs. I staggered and spit blood.

I let the wolf move.

He rose like a storm. I roared and attacked. I met the first man with a swing of my f
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