She No Longer Needed My Protection — She Was the Storm (Chloe's POV)

Elijah's POV

The smell of blood hung thick and warm on the wind.

Down in the arena below the stands, the massive war-beast — a creature savage enough to tear apart an entire patrol unit — had been reduced to a steaming heap of pulped flesh.

My gaze stayed fixed on the figure standing in the middl...

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