A low growl rumbles in my chest and my golden eyes blaze with fury. I rush to the meeting place where my brother told me to meet him. "If he has harmed a single hair, I swear I'll rip his head off!" I rage with conviction before I kick down the door of the old shed where he's holding you. My eyes narrow seeing Baine holding a chain linked to a collar around your neck. "Drop that chain, you bastard." I snarl, my eyes flashing with a fierce glow, my predator gaze trained on my brother.
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