Diego stood in the middle of the battlefield, where the sounds of swords clashing and the cries of the wounded filled the air. The night was very tense. Carlos Varela and Lucia Torres were getting closer, and their troops were not letting up. The pack's fate, as well as Diego's family's, was in the balance. He looked over at Mariana, who was standing a few feet away. For a moment, the chaos around them faded as their eyes met. The twins, who were his kids and the future, were now the most important thing. Diego had fought for power, control, and his legacy, but now that Mariana was with him, things were different. "Diego," Mariana said, her voice steady but full of feeling. "I know you're fighting for more than just power now." You're fighting for us. For them. She looked down at their twins, who were safely behind the barricades. He moved closer to her, and the weight of his feelings felt like a physical force on him. He took her hand, and the warmth of her touch brought him back
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