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Chapter 107\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 107\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damien\u00a0<\/p>\n
10 youthers\u00a0<\/p>\n
I held the red bow steady in my hands, my posture relaxed and unhurried as I drew the string back and leveled the arrow straight ahead. My eyes narrowed slightly, locking onto the distant target, focusing on the small dot at the very center of the bullseye as if the rest of the world had faded\u00a0<\/p>\n
away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
With a casual flick of my fingers, I released the string, and the arrow cut through the air with a sharp whistle before embedding itself perfectly in the center of the target.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A wave of gasps rippled through the warriors gathered behind me, their voices filled with excitement and awe as they stared at the target and then back at me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They always reacted like this, no matter how many times they had seen me shoot. You would think they would have grown used to it by now, but they never did.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Beside me, a lazy, amused voice broke the moment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWoah, straight in the bullseye again,\u201d he drawled. \u201cWhat are you, a demon? I still can\u2019t get used to how good you are at everything. At this point, I\u2019m wondering why I even bother competing with you when you win every single time.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He paused, his lips curling into a playful smirk before continuing, \u201cBut then again, it\u2019s always fun trying to keep up with your pace.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As he spoke, he lifted his own bow with ease, drawing and releasing in one smooth motion. His arrow flew true, striking my arrow dead-on and splitting it cleanly in half.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He glanced at me with a satisfied grin. \u201cNot bad, right, Damien?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I lowered my hand and briefly studied the shattered arrow before turning my gaze toward him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Remi, the pack doctor, stood there casually, his long black hair falling freely down his back, hazel eyes bright beneath long lashes that gave him a soft look. His appearance balanced somewhere between f\u00e9minine and masculine, but I knew better than to be fooled by that harmless look.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Remi was far more powerful and cunning than he ever let on. Unlike most people in the pack, he never acted timid around me, treating me as if we were old friends rather than alpha and subordinate.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Normally, I would have shut that down long ago, but by now, I had grown accustomed to his presence, and I could still\u00a0<\/p>\n
handle him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I ran a hand through my hair and raised the bow again, only for one of the servants to step forward, clearly intending to take it. Before they could, Jason moved ahead and took the bow from my hand, bowing his head respectfully. Remi didn\u2019t hesitate for a second; he grinned and casually placed his own bow into Jason\u2019s hands as well.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jason shot him a glare. \u201cHey-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you, Jason,\u201d Remi said with a wink.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jason rolled his eyes but took it anyway.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I turned and began walking away without a word, my expression indifferent as always. Jason and Remi fell into step behind me, their footsteps echoing softly against the training grounds.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After a moment, Remi spoke again, his tone light but curious. \u201cYou know, rumors have been spreading through the pack since this morning. Everyone\u2019s saying you brought a woman back with you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
15:45 Thu, Jan 15 G G.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 107\u00a0<\/p>\n
He glanced at me from the corner of his eye, clearly enjoying himself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
K(21)\u00a0<\/p>\n
10 vouchers\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSo?\u201d he added, grinning. \u201cIs it true? Did you really bring a woman into the pack? And more importantly, did you spend the night with her?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Behind me, I heard Jason\u2019s footsteps slow before he frowned deeply, his irritation clear in his voice as he spoke. \u201cWatch your mouth, Remi,\u201d he said sharply. \u201cWhy would you even ask something like that?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Remi only shrugged, completely unbothered, his expression lazy and amused as ever. \u201cYou\u2019re too rigid, beta, I\u2019m just asking questions. Besides, you know him. He won\u2019t answer unless he wants to, so it doesn\u2019t matter what I ask.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He turned his head toward me then, his smile widening. \u201cStill, I can\u2019t help but wonder what made you do it. You barely look at women, Damien. Why would you bring a woman from another pack into the Crimson Pack of all places? What makes her so different from every other woman you\u2019ve ever met?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His gaze lingered on me, sharp despite the playful tone, before he tilted his head slightly to my chest and added, \u201cDon\u2019t tell me that cold, empty heart of yours is finally beating.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stopped walking.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The sudden halt made both Remi and Jason freeze behind me. I could hear Jason swallow, tension thick in his voice as he muttered, \u201cThis is exactly why I told you to stop, Remi. Are you planning on getting us killed?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t respond to either of them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Remi\u2019s question echoed in my mind, circling endlessly as I searched for an answer and found nothing that truly made\u00a0<\/p>\n
sense.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Why her? Why was I drawn to that woman so strongly that I broke my own rules and brought her into my territory? Why did her presence linger in my thoughts even now, hours later, refusing to fade no matter how much I tried to ignore it? I had never struggled to understand my actions before, never hesitated or questioned my decisions, yet this time, there was no clear explanation, only a pull I couldn\u2019t define.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The image of her from last night surfaced, along with the unsettling urge to go back to that room and claim her again, to make sure she was wet and ruined just for me. The thought alone confused me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Inside my mind, my wolf stirred.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018Does it matter?\u2019 Thane\u2019s voice rumbled, low and possessive. \u2018All that matters is that she is ours now. And I won\u2019t let you treat her like something disposable, Damien. Even without a mark, she belongs to us. The next time you see her, you will mark her, or I will take control and do it myself. No one is keeping her away from me. Not even you\u2019\u00a0<\/p>\n
I raised an eyebrow slightly at his blatant possessiveness but said nothing, resuming my walk as if nothing had happened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Remi quickly caught up to my side, unfazed, clearly not done yet. \u201cOne more question,\u201d he said, his tone more serious this time. \u201cYou took her from her pack without anyone knowing. Once they realize she\u2019s gone, won\u2019t that start a war?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jason nodded in agreement. \u201cI was thinking the same thing, Alpha. The Mooncrest Pack won\u2019t stay quiet once they realize their moonborn is missing. Even though they would lose if they went to war against us, you usually avoid wars unless someone comes into our territory,\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My eyes flashed. And when I spoke, my voice came out deep and husky.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLet them come,\u201d I said coldly. \u201cAnyone who dares try to take her from<\/p>\n
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