Alpha Damon
Of what I felt now.
The forest. The mist. Tatiana, standing at the center of it all, her hands bloody, her eyes glowing with power. She was controlling wolves like puppets, dragging souls into her cold. And I was there, on my knees, unable to stop it. The way that she looked at me, the way that she was still trying to fight me, the way that she was trying to control me, to set me free, as she was saying. To get inside my head.
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