The Alpha's Forbidden Luna
I had to see them before they saw me.
When I finally got close enough, I peered through the dense bushes, and my stomach twisted. It was a camp. But not just any camp—this was Damien’s army.
Hundreds. Maybe more. Scattered all over the clearing, some sharpening weapons, others sitting by the fire, talking, laughing like they had no care in the world. Tents stretched far beyond what my eyes could see. Horses tied up, supplies stacked in piles. These weren’t just warriors. These were killers preparing for war.
Bab Populer