Rin’s POVFirst came the knife.It buried itself in the wooden doorframe and whistled passed my ear.Without thinking, my heart pounded in my chest as I slid low. The smell of death, sweat, and metal changed the air.Assassins.Another blade sliced across my sleeve as I rolled to the side. Hot blood trickled down my arm, stinging from the skin opening."Cowards! With my claws flashing loose, I growled. I glanced at the shadows, three of them, moving quickly, masks covering their faces.One of them lunged. With my claws ripping fabric but lacking flesh, I turned, barely avoiding. Inside of me, my wolf howled, demanding that I battle and kill. All I could think, though, was that they were there to support me.Not for gold. Not for blood. For me.Before another blow hit, I saw the glimmer of poison on the edge of a sword. I felt sick to my stomach. I hadn't been brought in alive by them. To make sure I didn't breathe again, they came.Despite their proficiency, the assassins' scent contr
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