I walked out of the building, breath ragged.
Blood covered me head to toe, claw marks buried in various parts of my body. Healing, but slowly.
With Rowan’s now lifeless body over my shoulder, I gathered the attention of everyone who had gathered outside the estate.
Many of whom had thought the revolt would work against me.
They stood outside in shock, gaze following Rowan’s body as I threw it aside, chest heaving with adrenaline pumping through me.
“It’s over,” I announced. The stench of fear pierced through the air.
My eyes shifted across every one of them. The ones who immediately scurried at the sight before them, scared that they would be next in line.
The ones who instantly fell to their knees, baring their necks in submission, and the rest who chanted my name in victory.
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