Mooncursed: Fated to the Alphas
I hit the ground, roll, and spring back up, teeth bared.
He grins.
Cocky bastard.
Daemon doesn’t wait—he launches at Darius from the side, tackling him into the dirt. They crash, claws tearing, snarls ripping through the clearing. Darius flips him effortlessly, knee driving into Daemon’s ribs, but Daemon grabs his arm and twists, bones crunching.
Darius laughs through the pain and head-butts him.
Blood sprays.
I leap into the fray, ramming into Darius’s side. We tumble across the ground, trading blows—my fist slamming into his jaw, his claws raking down my chest, hot blood soaking into the earth.
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