[ Dom could strangle him. Maybe biting out his throat would do the trick better, maybe what he needs is to have his head shoved into the ground while Dom fucks every word out of that mouth. He knows he's strong enough to do it, especially now that the ring is out of reach. Unless or until Julian manages to push him off and scramble back onto his feet again, he's suddenly and horribly convinced that he could do pretty much anything. That's the combination of this forest's spell and the sigil that corrupts whatever was left untouched by the werewolf.
He grabs Julian's face, leans down to speak, close enough to bite the skin off his face. ]
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He grabs Julian's face, leans down to speak, close enough to bite the skin off his face. ]
As if you could handle what I like.