The Beta’s Dhampir.
He looked like war itself.
Sam, leaning against a splintered beam, scoffed with a lazy grin. “Took you long enough, mutt. You’re losing your edge.”
“Say one more word,” Ethan hissed, voice trembling with restraint, “and I swear on the moon’s blood, I’ll rip your throat out.”
“You should be thanking me,” Sam said, arms outstretched mockingly. “She was going to mate with you without knowing what you did to her brother. You were going to lie for the rest of your pathetic dog life.”
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