Prophecy Of The Lycan Queen
But in Damon's current state, with everything that was happening with Callie, with the darkness that had been trying to consume him…
A rut could be catastrophic.
Autumn held his gaze, her expression hard. "I had to." She gestured around them with one hand. "Look around you, Damon."
Damon turned his head, and for the first time, he really saw where he was.
Bodies. Everywhere. Scattered across the clearing like broken toys. Some were in pieces- arms here, legs there, heads rolled away from torsos. Blood covered everything. The ground, the trees, even the fire that still burned nearby. And the smell... the smell was overwhelming. Copper and iron and death.
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