Chapter 38
The first vampire hit the ground with a thud, claws slicing through shadowy flesh as Dastien moved like a golden streak beside me. The forest echoed with snarls and hisses, the night alive with energy and danger. My wolf surged, instincts screaming, muscles coiling for every attack. The air smelled of iron and burning leaves, adrenaline mingling with something darker, something older. “Stay close,” Dastien barked, voice tight with fury. His golden aura flared, the light rippling across the trees like a warning. My heart thudded—not just from fear, but from the way his presence made my wolf purr beneath my skin, raw, unyielding, and feral. I growled, lunging at another vampire, claws raking through black shadows. Sparks of energy erupted wherever I made contact, shadows sizzling and disso
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