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Diana

The world fades away as Dominicus lifts me into his arms, cradling me against his chest as if I'm the most precious thing in the world. His warmth envelops me, chasing away the chill that had settled deep in my bones. With each step he takes towards the cabin, I feel the tension in my body slowly uncoiling.

Inside, he gently lowers me onto the soft couch. Before I can miss his touch, he's back, now wearing a pair of trousers. He settles beside me, pulling me onto his lap with tender care. I curl into him, seeking the comfort of his presence.

"I've got you," he murmurs, his voice a soothing balm to my frayed nerves. "You're safe now, Diana. I won't let anything happen to you ever again."

The day passes in a haze of gentle touches and whispered reassurances. Dominicus tends to me tirelessly, his patience seemingly endless. He coaxes me to eat, wraps me in soft blankets, and holds me close when the memories threaten to overwhelm me. Slowly, under his attentive care, the trembli
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    Diana “She has to go back,” Dom says quietly. “To her pack. To her mate. We can’t keep her under guard here forever.” I nod slowly, but the unease in my chest doesn’t ease. “But even if we did,” he continues, “what’s stopping the witches from picking someone else?” I blink. “What do you mean?” “They’re watching her,” he says, his tone growing tighter. “Not any of the thirty-six Alphas sitting in that room. Not any of their Betas either. Just her. A pregnant woman. She’s an Alphas daughter yes, but not even his heir. That’s not random.” I swallow. “It’s deliberate?” Dom nods. “I know it is. Which means she’s part of something bigger. Something specific. And if we remove the spell now, we’ll only be warning them that we’re onto them.” I feel my blood go cold. “They’ll adapt,” he says. “Maybe choose someone else for their plan and then we lose sight of them. Or worse, decide to speed up whatever plans they have for her and that could be dangerous.” I stare at him, hea

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    Diana She sniffles, “Meaner.” “Definitely meaner.” She says, “After what I helped put you through... I deserve it”. I shake my head and don’t comment. I glance at the door. “Come on. Let’s not keep the others waiting too long.” She hesitates, then follows after me, one hand still on her bump. And together, we head for the door. I reach for the handle, when Natasha’s voice stops me. “The way everything happened… it wasn’t right,” she says softly. “And maybe I have no right to say this, especially after everything, but…” She lets out a shaky breath, almost a laugh. “I’m glad you ended up with Alpha Dominicus.” I pause and glance back at her. Her eyes are still a little red, her expression tentative but sincere. “He’s a good man,” she adds quietly. “Stronger. Kinder. And—well—let’s be honest… definitely easier on the eyes than Magnus.” That gets a real smile out of me. I arch a brow, smirking. “I know,” I say simply. “Trust me.” She laughs—a soft, wet sound—and

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