HUNTRESS POV - CHAPTER 50
No.
No.
No.
That is the only word in my head as the silence settles over the shattered block.
Car alarms wail in the distance. Glass rains down in delicate, glittering shards from blown-out windows. My team lies sprawled across concrete and asphalt, stunned but breathing.
Alive.
Because I didn’t mean to hurt them.
Because I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.
I’m still on one knee.
The pavement beneath my hand is spiderwebbed with fractures, blackened in a perfect radius around me. The air smells scorched — like lightning struck the ground and decided to stay.
My hands are shaking.
I clench them into fists.
Stop.
Breathe.
This is adrenaline. Shock. Residual magic from the vampire.
It is not mine.
It cannot be mine.
I have never had a wolf.
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