DAMIEN-The Cursed Alpha King
Alan released the arrow without a second thought, and it soared through the air, hitting the target with a satisfying thwack.
"I did it, thank you, Alpha." Alan's grin widened.
"Remember, practice makes perfect," Damien ruffled his hair and watched as he skipped towards the others.
Damien breathed out as he strode towards the cluster of trainees. His gaze swept across the group, and his expression mask. Then, his stride faltered. His head snapped up, his nostrils flaring as he caught the unmistakable scent.
Her scent. The aroma was a punch to the gut, leaving him breathless and wanting more.
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