Damon -POVI fought through the dense fog, my soldiers struggling against the relentless enemy. The Night Pack's resilience was unnerving; killing them was futile as they kept reviving. Our numbers dwindled, and poison coursed through my soldiers' veins, incapacitating us. The fog contained a slow-acting toxin that prevented us from shifting back to our lycan forms, forcing us into close combat."How am I going to get us out of this?" I muttered, dodging attacks as they came. Kellan, who had been missing, was still nowhere to be found. I grimaced as a punch landed out of nowhere, pain radiating through my body."You missed me, brother," Kellan's smug voice echoed as I stood, his smirk taunting me."Where have you been hiding, like a coward?" I spat blood, glaring at him. His smirk never wavered."Watching you suffer. Enjoying it," he chuckled. Kellan, my brother, once warm and understanding, now radiated hatred. Unlike me, he never sought power or titles, yet here he stood, consumed b
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