The Lycan King's Branded Mate
In the heart of Silver Crest territory, the warriors stood in grim silence, their eyes alert and focused, their muscles coiled like springs, ready to unleash their fury upon any intruders.
Meanwhile, across the invisible border that separated the Silver Crest pack from the domain of the tyrant Murad, the Silver Dawn wolves gathered, their breaths visible in the cold night air. Among them, Murad stood tall and menacing, his eyes ablaze with a possessive fervor that bordered on madness. Kazia, the object of his obsession, stood not far from him, her posture defiant, her gaze unyielding despite the fear that danced in her eyes.
With a sudden, primal howl, Murad gave the signal, and the Silver D
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