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“Stay focused!” Darius pushed forward again, ignoring the blood that now stained his fur. Pain did not matter. Nothing mattered except ending this. The battle stretched on. The ground became uneven beneath fallen bodies. The air thickened. Then, just as suddenly as it began, something changed. The attackers pulled back. Not in panic. Not in defeat. In control. Darius stilled. “Do not chase,” he ordered immediately. His warriors held their positions. The enemy retreated beyond the boundary, disappearing into the darkness with unsettling precision.

I pressed because I needed him to hear what I was saying and I needed him to understand that this was not the same as the battles we had fought before. “Then it is contained and it is one fight instead of many and it is a chance to end this war before more wolves bleed.” Contained and one fight instead of many and I looked at Darius and I saw that he did not look like a starving Alpha and he did not look like a wolf who was losing a war because he looked ready and he looked confident and he looked like a wolf who had been waiting for this moment since the first night he marched against us. The forest held its breath and Darius spread his arms slightly and his voice was mocking when he spoke.

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The pup cried and said, "Dad, it was her! She bullied me and hit me!" Judy glared at me with hatred and wiped the blood from the corner of the pup's mouth with her fingertips. "I didn't," I said calmly. But my heart would not stop trembling. Lawson had clearly texted that he was in a meeting. But now he had shown up with Judy instead. Lawson looked at me with dark eyes. Then the pup's way of addressing him made his expression falter. Soon, he smelled blood and noticed the wound on my arm. Just as he was about to speak, Judy lunged at me in a burst of fury. She slammed me to the floor, hatred in her eyes.

“Again.” Elara felt Darius shift beside her. “I’m gonna spar with Elias before he gets any ideas about skipping.” Elara caught his sleeve. “Don’t go easy on him.” Darius’s mouth quirked. “When have I ever?” He walked down into the yard, and Elias immediately straightened, trying to look casual and failing. “Ready, pup?” Darius asked. “I’m not a pup,” Elias said. “You are to me,” Darius said, and lunged. King to Prince. Father to son by oath.

Everyone’s eyes turned to Darius, waiting for him to deny it, to stumble, to show any crack in his armour. But Darius gave them nothing. His jaw tightened, his eyes turning dark and cold, dangerous like a storm about to break. He did not speak. His silence was louder than any words. Then, without warning, he moved. Darius lunged forward with the speed of a predator, his fist connecting hard with Evan’s jaw. The sound echoed through the courtyard. Evan staggered back from the blow but steadied himself quickly. Instead of anger, his grin widened, like he enjoyed the pain, like he lived for this fight.

Rhyland’s POV I felt foreign in my own body, the only think I could do was protect her. Thats the only thing I cared to do. My eyes snapped from my father’s bloodied body to the petite little maid crying over Queen Fara’s body. “Rhyland! Get Raven out of here now!” Cassius struggled in the ropes until he let out a gurgled shout and his arms burst into flames. The ropes sizzled as they collapsed off of him.

"Look at yourself, Carrie." I glared at him and he met my gaze, forcing me to look down at myself. Admittedly, it was pretty bad. My crop top had become a deep red colour and the material was in shreds, exposing flashes of my purple lace bra. Bloodstained my skin in huge patches and bites and scratches pulled at my skin. I ran my tongue over my lips, feeling the split of my bottom lip and the extent of the intense swelling. "Okay, so it was a rough friendly fight, big deal. Dante looked just as bad."

My voice broke as I thought about the last part. Darius pushed off the tree, his expression darkening as he took a step towards me. “You don’t understand, Ava. This war isn’t about one bomb or one attack. It’s about survival and making a stand in this world. The werewolves have oppressed us for centuries, treated us like dirt beneath their paws. We’re fighting for our freedom!”

We don't have peace in our own homes. "I want you to fuck this bitch until she can't feel her body anymore. After you are done, break all her limbs and we are going to record everything and post it for the world to see. Let's show them what they get when they keep messing with us. From today, if you see a witch, reap her apart, I know how to weaken them, and today marks the end of them using us to come back to life," the rogues growls in unison and angrily tears their clothes.