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He wasn’t pride leader by election, but by strength

And he wasn’t Seth’s pride leader

Seth tightened his legs on her thighs, held her wrists with one hand, a hard hand pressed between her shoulders, flattening her to the mat

“Is this what you are, Dawn?” he yelled, furious himself now, livid that she had to beat herself to exhaustion to still theinside her “Are you an anith to rescue you for? So you could hide? So you could deny what you are by pushing it back forever?”

God forgive him

The screah the house

“Listen to yourself,” he roared “Feel yourself, Dawn What are you? Are you the ani won, didn’t they?” He wanted to shake her He wanted to hold her and still the pain in both of them, and his tears fell because hers wouldn’t

“Answer ers in her hair and held her head still, her cheek pressed into the mat as he stared down at her

He could hear the feet pounding on the stairs leading to the roo into the wall as others rushed to them

“Get out of here!” He lifted his head, rage scouring his voice as Callan, Jonas, Elizabeth and Dash stood in the entrance, watching in shock

“Let her go!” Callan’s voice was o or I’ll kill you”

Dawn’s screa Elizabeth’s eyes welled with tears as she buried her face in Dash’s chest and they turned, pulling back

“You turned your back on her,” Seth charged, holding Dawn as pure animal screa i back on her then and you can do it now”

Dawn bucked, fought, her ain

“Let her fucking go!” Callan juht him Jonas, then Dash, pushed their pride leader to the wall as he snarled and struggled against them