A danger to the cursed Alpha
Every time I close my eyes, I feel the ghost of Rhea’s lips on mine, and the crushing weight of my curse clawing at my heart.
I dodge a heavy swing from Jake’s fist whistling past my ear. I don’t give him a chance to reset. I drive my shoulder into his chest, sending him wobbling back into the dirt. Around us, a few of my elite warriors are doubled over, catching their breath. I’ve already gone through four of them. These shitty wolves can't fight.
"You’re distracted, Adrian," Jake grunts, wiping a smear of blood from his lip as he climbs back to his feet. He circles me, his eyes narrowed. "And we both know why."
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