Chapter 149

THE EMERITUS’S POV:

“Tsk, tsk…” A voice came from the shadows, slow, cruel, deliberate. “How ironic that the great Alpha Theron, feared by all, now struggles to summon his wolf.”

Darken Morr stepped into the faint light cutting through the forest. His skin gleamed unnaturally pale, his fangs catchin...

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