A choice lay before him. Whatever his decision, there would be a reckoning at some point. There always was. Every year of his life, all the trials, tribulations, challenges, blood, and sweat had led to this moment.
The air around them stilled, growing heavy. His wolf grew silent. He could walk away and save himself or he could do everything in his power to protect the woman in front of him. He hadn’t asked for this, but fate didn’t care.
If she died because he did nothing, he was no better than the monsters he hunted. Her blood would be on his hands.
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