Mar 25, 2017
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It happened before he could even realize what was happening. They were attacked, in the dead of night. If there were not so many, he could have won. Protected his place, protected the people he loved…
But there were so many of them…not even his strength, his senses could stop it. And he failed them all.
Now, he was forced on his knees, hands tied behind his back in chains, his hair a mess from sweat and blood. Keeping his eyes on the floor, he closed his eyes, then slowly lifted them to see the woman in front of him. Tears in his pale blue eyes, but the face of anger, pure hatred on his face.
