Darkbound Mate
“I know I am a failed project. A necessary sacrifice for the greater good. Our hounds are weak, but now he knows our flaws. And through our deaths, he will perfect us. He will improve us. He will make us stronger until we surpass your weak army.”
A deranged cackle bubbles from the second captive, his voice splitting into high-pitched hysteria.
Then the first one snarls, spittle flying from his lips, “You have no army without that woman!” His eyes gleam with cruel satisfaction. “You will remain NOTHING without your mate!”
Something inside me snaps.
Fenrir surges forward like an earthquake breaking free beneath my skin, his rage a violent storm. My body trembles, my vision narrowing to pure, u
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