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Author's pov

As Caspian walked towards Violleta, she could hear the sound of her heart throbbing heavily. She has heard so many stories about the ruthless Lycan king, but seeing it happen before her eyes was on another level.

“Your woman, I want her. That is the prize I get to claim today”

Dante's gaze immediately widened, as if his heart had been ripped in two; he could not bring himself to imagine a life without Violetta.

“No! Please don't take her, she is not the Luna, that one is the Luna!” His fingers pointed at Laura as she gasped in surprise. She had expected so many things from Dante, but seeing him throw her off to the dog was the last thing she had expected from him.

Laura clutched her chest, the pain on her neck pierced deeper, burning into her soul. Caspian turned around and started walking towards Luara.

He was certain that Laura was the one he wanted, yet he wanted to test Dante's love cir her and how far he could go to protect his Luna, but to Caspian, he was just another douchebag who did not deserve bus mate as his Luna.

“She has your mark, you do understand that once I take her away, she will become mine and I will get rid of the mark?”

Caspian asked, he knew Dante understood the implications of getting rid of the mark and how much pain Laura would have to go through, because for some women, they never survive it.

Dante lowered his head while he thought about his response very carefully. “I don't have a choice here, this woman here is carrying my child, she is my mate and I share a lot of bond with her”

“Then why did you go ahead to mark this one when you knew she wasn't your mate?” Caspian was staring into his eyes, but Dante didn't have an answer.

“Very well then, I will take her as my prize”

“No! Dante, please, you can't let him take me!” Laura's voice filled the air, and her voice sliced through like broken glass. Her hands were trembling as they reached for her, and her eyes widened. “He will kill me, I won't survive!”

“Take her to the car!” Those words that were about to change her fate.

The men charged forward towards her, their hands roughly grabbed her, yanking her backward as she continued to call out to Dante.

“DANTE PLEASE LOOK AT ME!”

She cried out in desperation but he didn't look her way, not even a flicker of remorse in his eyes for his decision, like his heart was made of stone.

And in that moment, something inside of Laura shattered beyond repair.

“I will be back to inform you on how this pack would operate from now and if you as much as try to double cross me, I will slit your throat the next second without thinking about it”

He threatened and started walking out of there, his men following right behind him. Once he had settled at the back of the car, his gaze reached for Laura, she was already fast asleep, but even though she was in a deep sleep, he could hear her muttering some words.

Caspian held her in his arms and quickly noticed her temperature. “Step on the pedal, she is running a temperature, we need the midwife to check her as soon as possible!”

There was an urgency in his voice, the guard who was driving knew better as he sped off. With each passing second, he noticed her temperature go higher, he had never felt so helpless before. 

Watching his mate go through something like this, and not being able to do anything about it.

The head of the midwives had been informed of the situation and was already waiting before their arrival.

Once the car came to a halt at the driveway of his palace, he held it in his arms, ready to give it a run.

“It's fine, your majesty, the midwives will take it up from here,” Keira, his personal maid, who stood in front of his car, suggested, but he gave her a cold shoulder.

“It's fine, I will take her myself” that was all he barely said before running inside with Laura in his arms and the midwife following behind.

Keira froze that instant not sure what to make of the situation. She had been informed that his majesty was returning with a girl who needed medical aid, but no other information regarding the girl was given to her.

But what was more shocking was the fact that he carried her; she had worked with Caspian for nine years now and had never seen him touch a lady or even give anyone his attention, no matter how important the person might have seemed to be.

He had always been cold to every lady that crossed his path, but Keira could tell that it was different with this girl, the way he looked at her, she had never seen him look at anyone like that, and that made her heart ache.

Once Caspian placed her on his large king-size bed, the midwife immediately drew closer to examine her, but as soon as the head midwife noticed the scar on her neck, she gasped in shock.

“What is it?”

“The mark, it has gone deep, it has eaten into her flesh, how is she still alive with something like this?”

“I don't have the answers to your questions but I am telling you to do everything in your power to save her”

“Your majesty, I don't think…..”

“Save her Clara!” Caspian growled, his voice trembling with barely restrained panic. The room suddenly fell silent before his voice came through again.

“I don't care what it takes, just bring her back.” His voice grew cold; they had never seen the king this helpless.

He had seen death, caused it! But watching her suffer was a different kind of torment. One, he didn't know how to fight.