Radov Dusan’s POV- Makarius’s dad
Find her! I shouted, feeling anger boil inside me, ignited by the townspeople's whispers of rebellion and the threat to my rule. Each murmur and sideways glance fed into the fear that gnawed at my core, a fear of losing everything I'd built and becoming a king without a crown. The rumors swirled around us like a storm, leaving me desperate to maintain control over the packs and my fragmented sense of power. I burned the town, seeking to root out the whispers and frustration that refused to abate, the flames a reflection of the torment within my own heart.
What have I become? I wondered, afraid of a child just because of some gossip.
"Dusan, please calm down," Lada said, taking my hand. "There’s a woman outside who says you’re the father of her boy."
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