POV: AIRYS“What the hell was that?!” I shouted, catching my breath as I pounded the floor. My body trembled—I wasn’t sure if it was from fear or rage. I stood up abruptly, my eyes scanning the room. “What did you do to me? Where was I?!”The women glanced at each other, but neither answered. Their gazes fell on Daimon, who remained impassive, as if my fury was nothing more than a minor annoyance.“You!” I stormed toward him, blood boiling in my veins. Daimon didn’t move. He kept his hands in his pockets, posture relaxed, but his eyes followed every step I took. As if he already knew exactly what I would do.I raised my finger, pointing it at him.“Do you think you can hunt me, throw me into that hell with a beast, and toy with me?!”His eyes slowly lowered to my raised finger. His brow furrowed slightly and one eyebrow arched, his expression carrying a silent warning.“I won’t be your prey!” I continued, adrenaline fueling my courage. “If you plan to kill me, be an honorable Lycan an
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