Dylan's POV
Tears mix with blood as they trail down my face. I know I’m going to die, but my pride refuses to let me stall the gods-duo like Vanessa wanted. That would only mean one thing—that I’m a coward. And I’ll be damned if I leave this world branded as that.
Before Chris shifted, he looked me dead in the eyes and told me something that pierced deeper than any fang could. He said his father told him I’d lost my wolf, that I was stupid for showing up to this fight without Titan. He grinned and promised to enjoy tearing me to pieces. And that’s exactly what he’s doing now.
Every inch of me is a bloody mess. My body is an open sore. My breath comes in rapid gasps, shallow and broken. I can feel my ribs cracked, my muscles torn, my strength leaking out of me like a severed artery.
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