Blackfeather Woods Shadows fall

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For a moment he was alone, like the only living soul in Blackfeather Woods, like an arrow aimed at Nemesis, held only by the unstable hands of the eager shooter that was Damien's ego. But he was snapped back into reality by Astrid's voice. His face, become the definition of pure anger, turned to her in flames. Hard eyes, filled with fire stared down at her with the same, untouched rage, and she was object of his ire too for sharing blood with the traitor.

You! he exclaimed, taking one rushed, heavy step towards her, releasing his fangs from his lips' imprisonment. Do you support her claim, child? that was all he cared to know. Whoever did would fall right behind the usurper. There would be no one left standing after Damien was done purging his pack from the traitors.

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