The Mafia Lycan's Obsession
As Damonq ran with the girls, two monsters rose up in front of him, almost at his feet: one had his hand outstretched in preparation to tear at the ancient's flesh.
At Damonq’s silent command, both girls, hands circling his neck, slid around to his back to cling like two little monkeys and he continued forward, driving his fist deep into the nearest monster’s chest. He kept his forward momentum, even as he jerked his arm free, the withered, blackened heart in his fist.
He ran straight at the second monster. The monster’s eyes widened with shock. No more than a second had passed. The heartless monster screamed and clutched his chest where black blood spewed. He dropped to his knees, shrieking
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