Kaelen's povThe hunt should have been exhilarating.Running through the forest with my pack, feeling the wolf surge beneath my skin, hearing the terrified heartbeats of prey scattered through the trees—this was what I was made for. What my ancestors had done for millennia. The thrill of the chase, the sweet satisfaction of the kill.But all I could think about was her.Elara.Her voice, breaking as she begged. Her tears, hot against my chest when I'd pulled her close before shoving her away. The taste of her mouth, her sweetness and defiance."You're a monster."I pushed harder, letting my wolf rise closer to the surface. My vision sharpened, painting the world in shades of silver and gold. Scents exploded around me. I could smell their fear, sweat, blood already spilling somewhere to the east. My pack ran beside me, their excitement palpable in every breath."Two down already, my king," Beta Commander Marcus said, keeping pace at my right. "Clean kills. Your wolves are efficient ton
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