The Black Wolf
Then, Xareth raised his hand again, and he shooting stopped.
He stepped forward, his voice calm and cruel. “I can end this. I can kill every last one of you right here, right now,” he said, eyes sweeping over the trembling mass of survivors. “But I’m feeling generous.”
He turned to Alpha Thorne, a cruel glint in his eye. “I offer you a choice, a fight to the death. You and me. If you win, your pack lives, if I win…” His smirk returned. “Sable Howl belongs to Crimson Dusk.”
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