~CELIE’S POV~
Gallantly with unpardonable savagery, Egon leaps forth, tearing through the flesh of the goons before reaching his nemesis, Cillian. His companions stand with mouths agape when the two Alphas clash with one another, butchering any and every feeble and unfortunate one that might befall them.
The bloody moon stays etched into the sky, reflecting the horrors of the land, where puddles of spilt blood lie as if one’s expected to see those of water after rain. Without paying any regard to the consequences of their spleen, they both engage fiercely with one another, leaving the spectators uncertain of the victor, which makes me draw the sword from a wounded enemy and rush towards the duo with the intention of saving my husband.
Before I’d see any further into my……
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