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Marco’s POVAs I kneel down beside the wounded soldier, a mix of emotions floods my being. Concern and urgency grip my heart, while anger simmers beneath the surface. I lean closer, my voice filled with a tremor of anxiety and frustration."What happened here?" I demand, my tone laced with urgency. "Where is Scarlett?"The soldier's labored breaths punctuate the tense silence that envelops us. He struggles to speak, his words escaping in gasps and whispers. I place a gentle hand on his shoulder, offering what little comfort I can amidst the chaos surrounding us."Take your time," I urge, my voice softer now, but the urgency still evident. "Just breathe and tell me what you can."The soldier's eyes meet mine, a flicker of gratitude mixed with pain passing through his gaze. He takes a shallow breath, summoning the strength to recount the harrowing events that transpired within these walls."A group of wolves... they stormed the safehouse," he manages to utter, his voice strained. "It...
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Marco’s POVMy chest heaves with every breath as I sprint back towards the forefront of the battle line. Anger and frustration course through my veins, clouding my judgment, and driving me forward with a single-minded purpose. The weight of Scarlett's abduction presses heavily on my shoulders, fueling my rage and blinding me to all else.As I charge into the midst of the enemy werewolves, my movements are fueled by pure instinct. I strike without mercy, my claws tearing through flesh and bone, my fangs sinking deep into the enemy's throats. Each kill brings me a momentary release, a fleeting respite from the overwhelming despair that threatens to consume me.Amidst the chaos, Sage's keen eyes catch my erratic behavior. He maneuvers through the battlefield, expertly fending off adversaries as he makes his way towards me. His voice cuts through the clamor of battle, filled with concern and urgency."Marco, what's wrong?" he shouts, his eyes searching mine for answers. "You're not yourse
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Marco’s POVI feel a surge of frustration rising within me, the impatience to rescue Scarlett gnawing at my every thought. I turn to face Sage, my voice sharp and filled with raw emotion."I don't care where we start!" I exclaim, my voice cutting through the air. "We'll search every corner, every hideout, until we find them. We'll tear this world apart if we have to. But we will not rest until Scarlett is back by our side."Sage takes a step back, momentarily taken aback by the intensity of my words. However, he quickly regains his composure and nods, his eyes conveying his unwavering loyalty."Understood," he says, his voice resolute. "I'll gather the best men we have, those we can trust implicitly. We'll leave no stone unturned in our pursuit of Scarlett and those who took her."As Sage turns to carry out my orders, the weight of responsibility settles upon my shoulders. I pace back and forth, the urgency driving me to think through every possible lead, every avenue to explore. Swif
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CHAPTER FOURTY SEVENMarco’s POVPerched in our secluded spot, I took a moment to absorb the tranquility of the surroundings. The rustling leaves whispered encouragement, urging me to grasp this chance to rescue Scarlett with both hands. Every fiber of my being buzzed with anticipation, but there was no room for complacency. This was a decisive moment, and I couldn't afford to let it slip away."Sage," I began, my voice steady yet laced with an undeniable urgency. "We must act swiftly and with absolute determination. Our mission is to tail these men discreetly, observing their every move and gathering every ounce of information we can lay our hands on. The key to Scarlett's whereabouts rests in their hands, and we cannot allow it to slip away from us."Sage furrowed his brow as he contemplated my plan. He understood the inherent risks, the possibility of walking into a trap or blindly placing our trust in the wrong people. "Marco," he cautioned, his words carefully measured. "We must
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Scarlett’s POV As Swiftclaw's attention was diverted by his commander's urgent news, my eyes followed the sound of footsteps that entered the tent. The atmosphere shifted, tension thickening in the air. I turned, my heart sinking as I laid eyes on the figure who had walked in. It was Michael, the traitor who had sold us out to Swiftclaw. My stomach churned with a mixture of anger and betrayal, and a surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins. I wanted nothing more than to lash out, to unleash my fury upon him for the pain he had caused. His very presence felt like a taunt, a reminder of how vulnerable we truly were. Swiftclaw's voice cut through the charged silence, filled with a twisted delight. "Welcome, Michael," he said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "You've arrived just in time to witness the downfall of your former pack." Michael's grin widened, revealing a cold, calculating expression that sent a shiver down my spine. He had once been one of us, trusted and loyal, but h
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Scarlett’s POV "Michael, it's time for you to prove your loyalty once again. Take Scarlett to her cell. Make sure she understands the consequences of defying me." The command fell from Michael's lips, his voice dripping with cruelty and authority. The depths of his betrayal were laid bare, and the weight of his actions pressed heavily upon me. But I refused to bow down to his demands. I would face whatever consequences awaited me with unwavering defiance. A twisted grin spread across Michael's face, a sickening display of sadistic pleasure. His eyes gleamed with a twisted delight, reveling in his newfound power. He took another step closer, his presence suffocating, and the stench of betrayal mingled with the air around us. With each movement, his betrayal only grew heavier, fueling the fire of determination that burned within me. I locked eyes with him, my gaze unwavering, and my voice laced with scorn. "You're nothing more than a pawn, Michael," I spat, my voice filled with bitt
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