The mist curled around my ankles like a living thing, chilled by the sheer, suffocating weight of my aura.The entrance to Silver Wolf Valley was dead silent, save for the heavy, panicked breathing of the fifty elite Blood-Trackers standing before me.They had come expecting to hunt a rogue, expecting an easy victory. Instead, they found themselves staring into the molten gold eyes of their worst nightmare.I stood perfectly still, my spine straight, my body humming with ancient, unbridled violence. I didn't need fur or fangs to end them.I just needed them to cross the line.Cameron stood at the front of the pack, his handsome face warped by an ugly, desperate rage. The silver-tipped spear in his hand trembled, betraying the primal fear clawing at his insides.But his ego was a poison he couldn't stop drinking. He couldn't accept what I was.He couldn't accept that the girl he had abused for ten years was a god walking among dogs.He raised his spear high, pointing the gleaming m
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