Chapter 93 -He's Dead

• CULLIAN'S POV.
• The room felt like a battleground, the air filled with the scent of sweat and blood. Every breath I took tasted metallic. Conri loomed before me. His eyes burned with a relentless rage.
• As we clashed again, pain shot through my body. Conri’s claws raked across my side, tearing through flesh and fur. I winced, feeling the warm trickle of blood pooling beneath my pelt. Each strike from him felt like a hammer against my bones, and I struggled to keep my footing. 'I can’t let him win. I can’t let him take them from me.'