Carlisle’s POV’Fucking move!’ I kept telling myself, again and again, forcing my body to respond. I thought I could take on the ogres alone, buy Victoria enough time for another sneak attack, but my overconfidence cost me. I was thrown back several meters away, bones shattered, ribs broken.Roque, my wolf, was working furiously to heal me so I could stand and protect her, but the process was too slow.And all the while, the woman I love was out there, running for her life, chased down by a berserk ogre. The sight made my blood run cold. Fear clawed at me with every second, and all I could do was pray, pray she’d hold on, pray I’d recover soon enough to reach her before it was too late.Over and over, I watched Victoria dive and roll, gravel tearing into her fair, delicate skin as blood oozed from the wounds. Every scrape, every drop of blood felt like knives ripping through my chest.My heart pounded so violently I couldn’t tell anymore if it was my broken bones that hurt, or the pai
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