*Killian’s POV*
*Halfway through the war*
This was my fūcking opportunity to get rid of Blackstone for good, but everything was going to shīt. I had focused on getting most of my pack members to fight on the north side of my pack house because I had a feeling that was where Blackstone would be. And boy was I right.
The howling in the sky confirmed that the witches were getting the job done. Almost all packs on our continent have sent their higher-ranking members to fight. Idīots! They just made my plans that much easier.
Blackstone was running towards me, but I called for backup. I wanted to tire him out before taking him out and handing his head to Reina. I was going to enjoy every second of her mourning as I pounded into her without mercy. My cōck was hard just thinking about it.
