BLOODLINE OF THE MOON
Choking him by his half-torn shirt, I pulled him to his face, drawing him close enough for him to feel my hot breath on his face.
“We never relented. You took my men! Trusted men with families! You poisoned my pack! You took my mate! Tortured her to the point she lost my son! My heir!” My hand trembled not from fear but unbridled rage as I hissed with so much disdain.
Letting go of my grip, I turned my back on him, unexpectedly spinning around with a jaw-breaking punch. Leo collapsed, groaning in pain, his lips broken from the punch.
Leo raised his hands slowly, blood dripping from a gash on his brow. “I’m not your enemy,” he said, breathless. “I came here for Aemond.”
Hot Chapters