Chapter Eighteen: A Glimmer of Hope

LILY'S POV:

I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, my heart pounding in my chest. The sound of my own ragged breath filled my ears as I sprinted through the dense forest, desperately trying to put as much distance between myself and Marcus's wolf as possible. Fear coursed through my veins, but I refused to let it paralyze me. Damon's voice echoed in my head, urging me to keep running, to keep fighting.

I could still feel the pain of Damon's injuries, the agony he had endured at the hands of Marcus. It fueled my passion to stay alive, my need to protect him. I couldn't let Marcus win, couldn't let him take Damon away from me. I had to find a way to save him.

As I ran, the trees blurred past me, the forest becoming a maze of shadows and whispers. I could hear the distant howls of the wolves, the sound of their paws pounding against the ground. They were getting closer, their presence a constant reminder of the danger that lurked behind me.

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