Louisa I scoffed under my breath and walked out, heading straight to the training camp, clutching the ache in my chest. I should’ve felt satisfied, relieved even, that the marking of Scott’s new mate had failed. But I wasn’t. Instead, a thousand questions swirled through my mind, unsettling and relentless.Could it have something to do with me still being alive? I mean why else was he so desperate to see me dead? Was it because he knew that as long as I drew breath, no other mark would take hold?And if that was true, then would that also mean I wouldn't be able to accept Kane’s mark either?By the time I reached the training camp, it was in full swing. Growls echoing, fists flying, the rhythmic clash of bodies in motion. Normally, it was enough to motivate and entertain me, but I guess not today.I stood at the edge, arms folded tightly across my chest, watching but not really seeing. My mind was elsewhere, trapped in a storm of what-ifs and uneasy truths.My bottom lip found its w
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