The Lycan Prince's Blood
Not like this.
He circles slowly, keeping distance between himself and the creature. Its mouth hangs open, strings of green drool dripping down its chin and sizzling against the earth.
He remembers what Bianca said.
Until Arwan is dead, the undead don’t stay dead.
That thing—whatever it is—it’s tied to him.
And unless Theon gets through Arwan, this fight means nothing.
But he can’t reach Arwan.
Not while this beast stands between them.
The undead Lycan roars again, and the sound shudders the trees. Birds scatter. Theon braces as it lunges again. This time, he meets it head-on, claws colliding in mid-air, their snarls overlapping, sharp and echoing.
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