The Mates’ Vengeance
My Luna, my love, where was she?
A sharp pain pierced my chest, not physical but emotional, as Leo's voice continued to resonate in my mind. "She truly loved you, bro." The words echoed, bouncing off the caverns of my consciousness, each repetition driving the truth deeper.
Tears welled in my eyes, blurring the scene before me. I tried to fight the rising tide of grief, but it crashed against the barriers of my composure. I lost her, not in the heat of battle, but in the sacrifice for my second chance at life. The weight of that realization bore down on me, making it difficult to breathe.
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