Chapter 13 – Monsters of My Making

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Dominic The council room was still filled with tension long after Xavier had stormed out. I stayed seated, even though every nerve in my body screamed to move. My fists were clenched under the table, hidden beneath the heavy oak. Gasps and murmurs filled the room as the elders tried to make sense of what had just happened. Some called Xavier brave. Others whispered of his strength and the way he handled the beast. But all I could think about was the fact that it had survived. That creature was never supposed to see the light of day. "He was clever," Thunder growled in my head. My wolf was pacing. Angry. On edge. "He knows we had something to do with it." I gritted my teeth. Of course he does. I forced a calm look onto my face, standing slowly as Elder Marcus approached me. "Domini

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