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Revenge On The Wolf Whose Lover Tormented My Sister

Chapter 3 Chapter 3

Word Count: 684    |    Released on: 16/10/2025

terror, her shriek splitting the ai

an's arms. "Julian! Your mate

ac

ch, my grip tightening on the k

ady as the other shore flowers that

for the pup in my belly-whispered it

m over my swell. "Zack, Daddy's he

he aches away-now stroked Nancy's hair over and over, eyes soft in a way I'd ne

e inside of

sh snow-can't stomach blood or filth. Your mess? No healer's touching your sist

n dimmed

een that spotless colleg

nto the shadows, taught me to paint m

oo grimy for

. Wha

a slaughterhouse floor-

ssing the necklace of red love bites on her throat. "C

yanking his piece and jamming the

drawn down on me. First time I'd s

up ever do to deserve this? She's barely eighteen! Fres

n't get it? Julian can't stand that other wolves have marked you-ruined you. Can't forget how they toyed

eeper than any fang

'd never bought my st

ad to guard my honor, right as he pounced?

g out our pup, doom

red haze, dropping to his knees

for n

le then-wild, te

barrel to my chest. "If my lights-out

at as a dead moon. "Nanc

So if she says no...

air an

carlet. I twisted, wrenching the gun free in

ad, I squeezed withou

tbeat, Nancy lunged, shoving hi

past her hair, buryi

a fallen autumn leaf,

ce broke, ragged and raw

ne-ice-cold murder, like he'

taken bullets for me, sworn to shield me through every stor

gun white-knuckled, puls

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