“Beg…”
Cerberus’s voice echoed inside Damon’s mind—
Raw.
Desperate.
“Beg now… beg for our mate’s forgiveness…”
Damon could see him—
His wolf pacing, restless, unsettled.
Tail lowered—
Then wagging uncertainly.
Not in pride.
Not in dominance.
But in submission.
Cerberus lowered himself—
Head bowed—
Letting out a low, aching howl toward Willow’s wolf.
Forgive us…
We hurt you…
Damon closed his eyes briefly.
“Not now,” he answered quietly in their shared mind.
“Not here.”
Cerberus stilled.
“If we do it here…”
Damon continued.
“Her brother will be in the way.”
A pause.
“Her entire family will be in the way.”
His jaw tightened.
“And Diana…”
Cerberus growled low.
“She is not just any wolf.”
Damon’s voice hardened.
“She is the one wolf we cannot fight.”
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