The Mates’ Vengeance
The taste of vengeance lingered on my tongue, driving me forward with relentless determination.
I continued to forge ahead, my senses honed on the direction and scent of Damian's voice. The battlefield was a cacophony of clashes and roars, each step a deliberate stride toward the confrontation that awaited. The anticipation of our impending clash heightened with every heartbeat, a rhythm that matched the pounding fury within me.
"I can't calm down, Lara," I replied, my voice laced with a raw intensity. "I need to do this. I need to make him pay for everything he's done. For my parents, for the Black Moon pack."
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