Damian’s POV
He stood at the center, a stupid grin on his face, his eyes glinting with malice. The sunlight cast eerie shadows across the faces of his men, who stood ready for a fight.
"So, you came," Christian sneered. "I didn't think you'd be foolish enough to show up."
I stepped forward, my team close behind. "This ends today, Christian. No more games."
He laughed, a harsh sound escaping his throat. "You think you can defeat me? You're not even fully healed from what I can see. Look at you, still nursing that wound."
Ignoring his taunts, I focused on the task at hand. "I'll do whatever it takes to protect my pack and my family."
Christian's grin widened. "Then let's see what you're made of."
Christian and I circled each other, the tension crackling like electricity.
He moved wi
