The nightmares came haunting again.
The roars, the cries of terror, the flames, the commotion-all came hunting him in the darkness.
Duncan, run!
The horrific face of his mother flashed in his mind. His father, the Lycan King who stood by her side, had lost all hope. The once stoic, bold, and calm expression was replaced with sheer devastation and anguish...
Those eyes were full of guilt. Guilt for not being able to end the war and for failing to protect his people.
And just like that, Duncan saw red-the flames engulfing them right before his eyes.
"Nooo!!!"
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A loud growl rumbled through Duncan's chest as he snapped out of the nightmare. He sat up in the bathtub, the water rippling around him with the sudden movement.
He clutched his head, a sharp pain slicing through his sku
