âElena!â
The sight of my child being taken fueled a surge of anger within me.
I felt desperate and enraged, wanting to rush over and save her.
However, the vampires worked together so smoothly that every attempt I made to move forward was met with a new attack.
It was a relentless onslaught, seeming to have no end in sight.
Left with no alternative, I suppressed the anxious fury boiling inside me and continued to engage in battle.
Sensing my distress, Damien offered urgent reassurance.
âCaleb, donât worry.
Elena will be alright.
She has to be.
.
â
I reaffirmed to myself repeatedly-Elena was blessed, and I was determined to retrieve her safely.
To maintain my concentration, I bit down on my lip, allowing the metallic taste of blood and the sharp sting of pain to sharpen my focus only on battling the vampires.
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But as one wave subsided, another emerged.
In the heat of the battle, Dylan spotted Elenaâs capture and couldnât remain idle any longer.
âElena!â he shouted.
Alarmed by this, I was shocked.
Damn it!
Dodging an approaching vampire, I swiftly turned and caught Dylan just in time, roaring, âDonât go there!â
Meanwhile, the vampire leader looked over, tightening his grip around Elenaâs neck, lifting her high, and sneering, âAll of you, stop! Or Iâll kill this child on the spot!â
Elena writhed in agony, her face reddening with pain and the desperate urge to cry out, but she couldnât make a sound.
It pierced straight through my heart, and I had no choice but to halt the fight.
I couldnât risk my childrenâs lives.
This moment should have echoed my reaction to Debraâs disappearance.
Observing my pause, the other guards also ceased their assault, their gaze fixed warily on the vampire leader holding Elena captive.
With seething anger, I demanded, âWhat do you hope to achieve by tormenting a child like this?â
The vampire looked at all of us before fixing his gaze on me, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
âFrom the looks of it and your actions, you must hold significant authority within the pack, huh?â
His lips twisted into a sneer as he made his demand.
âI have a simple request.
Provide me with a few delectable werewolves to feast upon, and I will release the child.
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