Damian’s POV
He pointed to me. His claws still gleaming from the blood dripping from it.
This night was the longest night of my life.
I had finished fighting rogues in the dessert and now I was dealing with the same rogues in only one night.
“You and I need to talk,” he smiled. But we were way past that now. He was dead meat. “You killed my brother who was only defending the desert from deserters. I will make sure I raze down this pack. You will have nothing left by the time I’m done.”
Without hesitation, I charged forward, leading my army into battle.
The pack followed suit, their loyalty and determination evident in their eyes. The clash of teeth and claws filled the air as our forces collided with the rogues. It was a chaotic scene, a struggle for survival and the protection of o
