My eyes blurred, but I refused to close them even for a moment. I stretched a paw and grabbed a handful of wet snow, then patted it against the open wound on my neck to stop the bleeding. The sting cut deep, but pain was better than death.The Shadow Wolf didn't move. It stood still, looming over me with a twisted, triumphant look. It wanted me to see its victory, to watch me fall apart before its eyes. But I wasn't going to give it that satisfaction. I wasn't going to give up, that's not what I'm known for. That's not who I am. It's not what I've fought through hell to become.One of us would die here today, and it wasn't going to be me.Because I am the White Wolf. I didn't survive betrayal, exile, battles and heartbreak just to end up slain by this cursed beast.With anger surging through my veins, I grabbed another fistful of snow and rubbed it against the wounds slashed over my body. The chill grounded me, hardened me, and when I pushed myself back onto my paws, the wolf's expres
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