Fiore growled in horror as Reginald's sharp claws sliced through the air, severing Daemon’s head from his body with a brutal precision that left her breathless. How could this happen? How was it even possible that the Alpha she had heard so much about could fall so easily?
The world spun around her, a chaotic blur of colors and sounds, as the truth crashed over her like a tidal wave: Daemon was dead. The weight of that realization hit her like a physical blow, leaving her breath ragged and her heart racing. She felt as though the ground beneath her had vanished, and she was left suspended in an abyss of disbelief and anguish.
As Fiore’s gaze remained fixated on the gruesome scene, Reginald transformed into his human form, revealing the extent of his wounds. With one arm severed, he stagg
