The Lycan Princess' Revenge
Their combined strength surged through the battlefield like a shockwave, a growl escaping the giant wolf’s throat that shook the very ground beneath us.
But I couldn’t focus on them. I ran to Raphael, cutting through enemy gammas, my heart pounding in my chest. His eyes locked with mine, and understood immediately. We had to do this—together. For our pack, for each other, for survival.
“You ready?” His voice was steady, though I could feel the tension between us.
I gave a small nod, my breath shallow. “Let’s end this.”
Without hesitation, we shifted. My wolf, Nova, surged forward, fierce and untamed. Raphael’s wolf, Nox followed, just as powerful. The energy crackled between us, the bond of
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