BOUND BY FATE DRIVEN BY VENGEANCE

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e middle of a tense conversation with a messenger from a neighboring pack, one that I'd ne

eyes flickered to mine for just a second before he turned away, his

I was with him, I could feel the walls around me closing in tighter. But today... today something was different. The way he looked at me whe

denly, his eyes flashing. I hadn't realized

can't keep me here forever," I spat, my voice sharp. The last

bout to break. It felt like it had always been this way-constant. But I wasn't some fragile

ered, ignoring my defiant st

art skipped.

ter of the room, gathering a few things. "We need to handle a situation." His voice was col

ed at me. This wasn't just a "situation"-there was something in his words that made me uneasy. My instincts scre

ady," he repeated, his back

re about whatever mission he had. But I couldn't help the twinge of curiosity that gnawed at my insides. There was a new thr

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sn't what I

he sun high in the sky, beating down on us as we made our way deeper into the wild. The dense forest was thick, suffocating, and I couldn't shake

y step. He didn't say much, and I didn't want to speak either. Every word that came from my mouth h

air felt colder, and the forest grew unnervingly quiet, as if it were holding

s head slightly toward me. His gaze locked on mine, a

d. He didn't get to order me around.

seasoned fighter, but I could feel the power that stirred in the air. The tension was p

lowly unsheathed his blade, hi

rom the trees, its eyes wild with fury. The pack behind it

mming his fists into its skull with precision. I watched as

me over the chaos, his voice sharp

still new, my control shaky at best. But there was no tim

ong my skin. It was overwhelming, but I managed to force myself to s

s the rogue wolves attacked with savage intent, I defended myself the only way I

cles straining to keep up. I swiped at the beast, my claws

round. I crashed into a tree with a sickening thud, pain radiating up my spi

I tried to scramble away, but the wolf's jaws closed around my t

and Kane stood there, his powerful form looming over me. He had torn the

barked, offer

legs unsteady

ck to the pack. It

dded, too exhausted to fight. Kane didn't wait for me to recover, pul

d, the night growing darker

of more wolves closing in on us. Kane's grip tightened around my

, I heard a voice-a deep, mocking v

have here?" The voice

saw him. Large body frame, a scar on his face an