My little fierce mate
He spits red into the rain and says, “I’m going to rip your heart out.”
Duke grins like he’s been waiting to hear that.
“Then come try.”
They crash again — harder, faster, unstoppable.
Claws meet claws.
Teeth flash.
Blood sprays into the storm.
Every strike is fueled by history, betrayal, obsession, and something darker tethered between the three of us.
The battlefield around them becomes feral and modern at once — guns firing in the distance, wolves lunging under drone-powered floodlights, arrows slicing through rain like neon streaks.
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