DARIUS'S POV
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The red stone burned hot in my hand. I crept closer to their shelter, heart pounding. Lila was close, and Iād take her tonight.
My wolf snarled, hungry for her. The stoneās glow lit my path. I could smell her sweet scent already.
Asher was with her, that weak pup. Iād make him pay for stealing her. My dagger felt heavy, ready.
I saw the shelter now, small and hidden. The fire inside flickered, weak. They thought they were safe.
I moved silently, a shadow. The stone pulsed, urging me forward. Lila would be mine soon.
Voices came from outside the shelter. Asher and Lila were out there. My lips curled into a smirk.
I peeked through the trees, careful. Asher held a knife, looking scared. Lila stood close, clinging to him.
Rage burned in my chest. She was mine, not his.
