Alpha Damon
She moved between two warriors, fast and precise, grabbing one by the scruff as he lost himself to the madness and was seconds from tearing into a child.
My eyes widened and I went to rush and help, but she was already on it.
"Stop!" she snapped. Her voice carried, sharp and cutting through the haze like a blade. The wolf froze mid-lunge, blinking, disoriented, panting. She didn’t flinch. Her hand was steady, her feet grounded like she'd done this before. “Do not touch the child.”
The wolf entrance went back to his attack, remembering what he was doing, going back to being under control, no longer distracted. Delilah grabbed his hand and twisted it, making him fall in pain before she kicked
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