POV: Amara KingsI kicked Luther's legs out from under him, sending him crashing to the ground. The pack circle around us roared as their former Beta hit the ground for the third time."Stay down," I warned, my chest rising with each breath. Blood dripped from a cut above my eye, but I barely felt it. My attention was entirely on the man who had destroyed my life.Luther spat blood onto the ground. "Never," he growled, his eyes flickering between their regular brown and the black of The Mother's influence. "I'll die before I bow to Charles's brat."He lunged at me again, claws extended. I sidestepped, grabbed his arm, and used his speed to slam him face-first into the ground. The sound of his nose breaking was sickeningly pleasurable."That's for framing me for Kamla's murder," I said.Three days ago, I'd been on the run, injured and lost. Then my mother's ghost had appeared, healing me and telling the truth about my heritage. Now I was back, fighting fo
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