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... > The salt-laced wind whipped against my fur but did nothing to cool the fire raging in my veins. The scent of dead Vampires tainted the ocean breeze, their foul stench clinging to my land, to my pack’s home. My claws sunk into the damp sand as I moved towards the beach, my muscles coiled tight with fury. They dared to come here. To step foot on my territory.
A low, guttural growl rumbled through me, growing into a vicious snarl. My fangs gleamed beneath the moonlight, bared in pure, unf ...
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