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Chapter 4 The wounded tyrant

Word Count: 1025    |    Released on: 14/09/2026

e stone corridor. Elena's wolf dropped to its knees in submissive terror

her out of the shadow of the alcove and hauling h

her steps. "You don't understand. If you face him like this, he will execute you! H

open a heavy iron-reinforced door that led to the outer courtyard. "I'm goin

he looming iron gates, Elena caught the faint gleam of the headlights of a black pickup truck sitting

Maybe they could actually make it. Maybe she could esca

rutal, possessive fury slammed into Elena's

Ele

g thunder boomed from t

to take another step. She turned her head

terrifying, predatory gold. The wind whipped his dark tunic around his massive frame, making him look like a god of destruction. B

still gripping Elena's wrist. A terrifying growl rumbled deep

is voice dangerously calm. "This is your final warn

ely shielding her with his body. He hid the glowing silver dagger behind his leg, out of Marcus's direct

d. The elite warriors stayed back, knowing better

zed his son's posture. "The Moon Goddess chose it. If you understood anything about true

," Devon

t of werewolf speed,

no!" Elena

t directly into Devon's jaw. The sickening crack echoed through the quiet courtyard. Devon stumbled backward, s

ough force to make Devon roar in agony. "You are weak, Devon. Your form

didn't see th

ently, bringing his left hand around in a blind arc. The

weapon, Devon drove the blade straight int

is dark eyes blowi

through Elena's own chest. She cried out, a strangled sob tearing from her throat as she collapsed to her knee

way into the darkness. Black, poisoned blood began to soak rapidly through his black tun

time in his legendary life. He fell to one knee, gripping his side

looked down at his bleeding father. "It's over, Father. The bon

ough the soul-tether, and with it, her own strength was fading fast. Her vision began to blur at the edges, dark vig

rm to pull her toward the waiting truck, a howl ech

ge rogue wolf-twice the size of a normal werewolf, its fur matted and dripping w

had finally breached their doorstep. And the only man strong

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