Alpha Nathan
Donatello asked, frowning in confusion “about Domenico…?”
“I…”
“Yes or no, mother?” Donatello asked again, stopping me. I looked at the woman whose heart raced before she nodded, making everyone in the room hold their breaths. And it wasn’t until the door flew open that my heart dropped as men entered the house. The smell of blood filled my nostrils and looking at the door, my heart dropped when I saw men, my men dead on the ground, and Domenico, followed by eight or nine men in the form of a Lycan, along with seven or eight others standing in front of me in human forms, holding their guns. Their leader, the bastard, stood in human form, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched them.
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