NovelHubChapter 805
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THE END OF A TRAITOR NARRATOR Salvatore was forcibly ripped from his shock.
When the massive beast, radiating the most murderous aura he had ever seen, lunged at him from the heights,
he had no choice but to fight for his life.
He hadnt even sensed him nearbyhe, a superior being.
The veins in his muscular arm bulged, throbbing with raw power.
Vorath wielded his claws like deadly weapons, ready to tear into the unprepared vampire.
It looked like the end for Salvatoreno tto escape.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe shadow of death loomed over him! Axoar shook the canyon, and just inches from his enemys head, dozens
of bats disintegrated, screeching into the night.
The lycans attack struck nothing but air, but Voraths nose could not be deceived.
His powerful paws thundered against the ground, kicking up dust as the massive predator landed from the
cliffside Glowing red eyes fixated on the vampires bodynow shattered into a swarm of bats, fleeing from the
impending doom.
But nothing could save him.
Vorath launched himself in their direction with staggering speed, jaws wide open, snapping shut on empty
airobliterating the ---- illusion.
A pained hiss sliced through the night as Salvatore was forced back into his physical form.
The bats dissolved into mist, vanishing into the darkness.
And that was when the real battle began.
But the vampire knew he was no match for a face-to-face fight against that beast.
Katherine remained hidden behind the rocks, watching, waiting for her moment.
She could barely follow the fight with her eyesit was too fast, a blur of movement in the consuming darkness.
The moonlight faded behind the storm clouds rolling in swiftly overhead.
The world seemed to drown in blackness, shadows stretching and shifting ominously, the air thick and
suffocating.
The metallic scent of blood splattered across the stonesmore of it Salvatores, as his movements slowed with
every dodge, barely evading Voraths relentless attacks.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThere was no doubt now.
This monster could be none other than the Duke of Everhart.
To the very end, that idiot Brenda had fed him false information, and he had been foolish enough to believe her
without digging deeper.
"AAAHHI" he howled as Voraths fangs clamped onto his arm, locking him in place.
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