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The air around me seemed to crackle with electricity as I felt his presence, yet I could not see him. I was at a crossroads of indecision until I heard Denny’s panicked yelp. His fierce growl resonated through the air as he courageously held his ground against his father. The smell of copper and the sight of his blood dripping on the ground had me refocused on where I was needed.

The air around me seemed to freeze as I gazed into the wild, murderous eyes of Scott’s wolf. His own son stood before him, but he was ready to take his life without hesitation. The wolf’s fur was standing on end and every muscle in his body tensed as he stepped forward, eyes blazing with an indomitable will to make the kill. His sharp teeth were visible as he snarled, ready to devour his prey. His son.

The air around me seemed to freeze as I gazed into the wild, murderous eyes of Scott’s wolf. His own son stood before him, but he was ready to take his life without hesitation. The wolf’s fur was standing on end and every muscle in his body tensed as he stepped forward, eyes blazing with an indomitable will to make the kill. His sharp teeth were visible as he snarled, ready to devour his prey. His son.

With a mighty roar, he lunged forward, his eyes never leaving his prey. The force of his heavy body knocked Denny to the ground. Scott’s wolf followed up with a furious attack. I saw Denny’s eyes widen in pain, his teeth bared in warning, but he could not fight back. His muscles tensed with desperation as he struggled against the unbridled savagery of his father. He was fighting a losing battle, struggling to stand against the ferocity that was about to take him, but he had already been crippled by his injuries. I could see the blood pooling beneath him and knew he didn’t have anything left. Scott stared at his son with a hateful glint in his eye, letting out a menacing growl. No compassion or regret was present in his gaze, and it was obvious who the real monster of this world was. Scott might be a werewolf, but his soul was darker than the blackest depths of hell. His very soul deserved to be eradicated. He lunged forward and clamped his jaws around Denny’s neck, piercing his skin with razor sharp fangs.

The ground trembled beneath my feet as I galloped, the force of each step propelling me forward with such ferocity that my body began to hum. A zing of electricity stirred in my feet and sizzled up my legs, the sensation pulsing through me until I was overcome with a burning desire to get to Denny.

I slammed into Scott’s wolf with such force that his body soared through the air, only to crash land several feet away. In an instant, he was on his feet, eyes burning with rage as he glared down at me. He viewed me as a mere ant that had wandered in his path. But I was never made to be Denny’s Delta. I was born to be a leader. With unshakable confidence and unwavering courage, I stood my ground as his wolf snarled menacingly, preparing to attack.

This is all your fault! His mental link spat out in my mind. I’ve had to kill my own pack members and family because of you. You know what… I don’t care. I am not keeping you alive. I don’t care what the demon king wants. I’m ridding the world of you.

Did he think his words held any value to me? There was nothing he could say. Nothing.

Clover, run! I heard Denny’s weak voice enter my mind. My tail wagged slightly as I glanced at him from the corner of my eye. He was laying on the ground in a pool of his own blood. His wolf looked exhausted and weak, yet he was worrying about me.

I won’t run. I’m sorry Denny… but I am going to kill you father.

I’m sorry I wasn’t strong enough to do it myself.

Shh, rest Den, I’ve got this. The tip of his tail thudded lightly as he rested his head on the ground. I didn’t like the way his wolf looked. He needed help. He didn’t look like he was healing. My chest squeezed as I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. I couldn’t lose Denny too. Please let him be alright. I wasn’t willing to accept the prospect of losing Denny. Prayer was all that was left to me, so I begged to any higher power for mercy—for Denny’s sake. Perhaps it was for my own sake too.

With my eyes trained on Scott, my ears focused on Denny. The sound of him struggling to breathe had my heart shattered. He wasn’t just a friend… he was my family.

My eyes narrowed as I focused my gaze on my opponent. My entire body bristled with tension. I was ready to attack, ready to take him down. I released an angry snarl, pushing my wolf to the limit, ready to take down my prey. Scott’s wolf growled, saliva flying as his lips curled over his fangs.

In a split second, we both hurled ourselves towards one another. Our formidable creatures collided with a powerful boom that reverberated through the air. The ground shook beneath us with a deafening crash, and the air was filled with the frenzied cries of battle. In a matter of moments, all would be decided, and only one of us would emerge victorious.

Our bodies moved like raging bulls, muscles straining with each powerful thrust. I dug my claws into the ground, desperately seeking firm ground as a lifeline. My fate hung in the balance – one misstep and I’d lose the fight.

We pushed off from each other and I bared my teeth at him, letting out a menacing growl. I watched as his ears twitched and it seemed like he was checking on Denny’s condition. I couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking. Was he concerned for Denny’s well-being, or was he merely assessing whether the job was done? I didn’t know how this man felt anymore. Hell, obviously I never knew anything about him.

Despite his feelings towards me, I am still stunned to the core at how he viciously attacked his own son. Was this the same man? Or had the insidious power of the demon filled him with an unquenchable thirst for blood? Denny was his son, his beloved only child and heir.

My claws dug into the mud as a murderous intent seized me. How could he?! This man didn’t deserve to live. How could he cause so much pain? And for what? Was it really for revenge or was it something deeper? I looked over and caught Denny’s wolf’s eyes with mine. At one point, I was going to be sworn in to protect him. Seeing him like this now… I will never forgive Scott for this. There was so much concern in Denny’s eyes for me and I felt guilty that I couldn’t protect him.

With a savagery I didn’t know existed in me, I dashed at Scott. I jumped out of the way of his gnashing teeth and sank my fangs into his side. His blood splattered on the ground beneath him as a sweet painful yelp escaped his throat. The cry soon turned into a murderous growl as he turned to me.

Scott lunged towards me, his hulking frame pushing against mine with the force of a charging rhinoceros. I moved with the blow, my reflexes on fire as I used his strength against him. But he was prepared for this…

All the years I lived in the Sulfur pack I have never seen Alpha Scott take part in our training. He trained separately, but he was always there watching us… watching me. He knew how I fought, and I didn’t know anything about him. He knew that I would use his own strength against him.

Suddenly, our fight halted, and he rolled beneath me. Before I had time to react, I felt his sharp fangs sinking into my hind leg, and I let out a howl of surprise and pain. The dirt drank up my blood, turning the ground into a muddy mixture.

I twisted and growled to get out of his grip, as Scott’s fangs ripped into my flesh. I couldn’t let him win. I wouldn’t! Sheena wasn’t at full strength, but I knew we were stronger. I dug my claws into the ground, ready to pull myself forward even if it meant I would injure myself more.

With a violent thrash, I managed to break free. My blood spilled into a steady stream as it mixed with the mud. I was going to have to face him head on and with a lame leg. Scott wasn’t going to give me a moment to recover. He was a killer and knew now was the time to take me down. Relentlessly, he dove back into me at full speed with his jaws agape.

My heart raced and rage surged through my veins as I reared back to lunge at his throat. All I wanted was a fraction of a second to grab the vulnerable flesh to sink my jaws around it like a vice. Once I got a hold of the weak soft tissue, I wouldn’t let go until his body quit moving. I knew I couldn’t move fast enough to escape the blow he would inflict on me, but hopefully, I could take him out with me…

Right before his teeth were to sink into me, a body leaped into his jaws. The sickening c***k of bones and painful yelps had me frozen. In shock, Scott released the gray wolf who fell down at my feet. Another wolf dove at Scott and they tumbled away from me as I scrambled to Denny’s side.

Denny! I screamed and nuzzled his muzzle gently. The noise around me seemed to vanish as I focused on Denny. I watched as his eyes opened to look at mine. Blood was oozing from his mouth and his chest heaved with labored breaths.

Clover, are you okay?

Thanks to you. Denny, please don’t go… please. I pleaded with him as I shifted back to my human form. I cradled his head in my lap and watched as the werewolf transformation wore off from Denny’s body. I gripped his hand tightly as tears streamed down my face.

“It’s okay Clover. I’m just happy it wasn’t you.” His words were forced out as he coughed on the blood filling his lungs.

“Den… you’ll be okay. Everything is fine. It is going to be just fine.” I lied to the both of us. He offered me a bloody smile and I could see he knew better.

“A moment of truth…” Denny whispered out. “I love you, Clover. Even without Andrea…I couldn’t take you as my mate because I view you as my sister. My sweet feisty sister who makes the best chocolate chip pancakes… that I wish I could taste again.”

“You will, Denny. I’ll make them for you. You are going to make it. Please… please don’t go. Please… I’ll do anything. Just don’t leave me.” My voice was a strangled whisper as I wiped the blood from his mouth with my hand. I tried to put on a brave face, but my voice cracked with a sob as I begged him not to leave. I ran my hand over his cheek, trying to keep him in the moment, and pleaded with him to stay. “You can make it Denny. I’ll do anything for you to live. Just don’t leave. Please…I love you too, Den…” Despite my best efforts, I felt my emotions running wild and my heart shattering as I realized that he was going to die.

“Live Clover… live for us both.” Denny whispered as his eyes closed shut. I took in a shuttering breath as his body began to convulse as the life left him. I held him tight against my chest, my arms wrapped around his neck and body. Tears rolled down my cheeks, mixing with Denny’s blood, spilling onto the ground that drank it greedily.

His body stilled; his beautiful eyes stared up at the sky as his body went limp. I leaned down and kissed his forehead, gently holding him close. My arms were shaking as my vision blurred. He was gone. The man I loved like a brother was gone. The first family I had… a piece of me died with him at that moment. I would never be the same again. A mighty scar formed over my heart.

I was dazed as I stared at Denny’s lifeless body. My mind was numb, and I couldn’t make my thoughts process. I wanted him to come back. I wanted Denny to jump up and tell me it was a joke. That everything was just fine. It wasn’t.

I tried to swallow back the lump that was forming but couldn’t. I let my tears freely fall as I clenched my teeth furiously. Scott. All of this was because of that damn bastard. He killed his son?! Anger surged through my veins and boiled to the surface. I was injured and needed more power.

Black wisps began to form around me as my body shook, demanding vengeance. Somehow, subconsciously, I was tapping into Sion’s powers and flowing them with my own. It helped refuel my sheya powers that had been depleted.

“I’m so sorry Den. It wasn’t supposed to be like this.” I whispered as I laid his lifeless body on the ground. I squeezed my hands into angry fists as I snapped my head in the direction of Scott.

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