The Alpha’s Reluctant Mate
Shadows from his wolf’s form seeped into its wounds, burning with an otherworldly heat.
The Hollow screamed — not in pain, but in rage. It surged forward, wrapping Kane in its jagged limbs, trying to crush him. For a breathless moment, I thought it would succeed.
Then Kane roared, he gave a sound that split the air like a blade and the shadows around him flared, bursting outward in a violent wave. The Hollow staggered and Kane struck.
He gave one final, shattering blow with his jaws clamping around the Hollow’s core. Shadows and moonlight twisted together, and with a sound like a mountain breaking apart, the Hollow collapsed into dust.
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