The Forgotten Luna
I shook hard, tearing muscle, forcing him to submit or die.
Sebastian thrashed, trying to rise, but I was on him in a flash. My paws pinned his shoulders, my weight holding him flat. He snapped at my throat, desperate, but I dodged and bit his neck, not killing—yet. Blood filled my mouth again, his struggles weakening.
He clawed at my belly—weak scratches now, his growls turning to whimpers. The fight drained from him, his body going limp under me. I held the bite, my silver eyes staring into his fading gold ones, until he stopped moving entirely.
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