His Wingless Angel
Amara’s heart hammered, adrenaline flooding through her veins.
“Form up!” Damascus commanded, voice cutting through the chaos.
Cain and Jax moved like shadows, blades flashing as they intercepted the first wave of attackers. Amara spun, staying in the center of Cain and Jax and the other’s they had brought with them.
The air filled with growls, shouts, and the clash of steel.
Damascus fought at her side, his strength a shield as he tore through their foes, protecting Amara with fierce determination.
Suddenly, the Alpha emerged. He was massive, imposing, eyes burning with malice. He emitted a dark storm of power and rage.
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