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Dominicus Eleanor turns to Brodik, her voice calm but firm. “Get your Alpha some clothes.” Brodik hesitates. His face says everything he doesn’t. Worry. Concern. Fear, maybe—not of me, but for me. I glance past him. Clyde and the doctors are still standing there, their faces all telling the same story. They’re not sure I’m sane. Not yet. “I’m fine,” I say, meeting Brodik’s eyes. “Go.” Another pause. His gaze flicks to Diana in my arms, then back to me. Finally, he nods. “Yes, Alpha.” He steps back and quietly closes the door behind him. I exhale. My head drops as I stare down at the woman I’m holding. She’s here. In my arms. Her body warm against mine. Her chest rises and falls in a steady rhythm. Her scent surrounds me, soft and familiar. But I can’t feel her. Not where it matters. Not in the bond. It’s there—but it’s empty at the other end. A cord stretched between us but the light on the other side’s been snuffed out. Like she’s standing just behind a wall I c
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Brodik Another growl. Teeth bared. His enormous frame shifts slightly, tightening around Diana. His massive head lowers until it hovers just over her chest, shielding her like a shield of flesh and bone. “I know you don’t want anyone near her,” Eleanor continues, her voice calm. Unshaken. “But if I can’t see her… if I can’t get close, Dominicus… I can’t do anything for her.” His blue eyes stay locked on her. Tense. Distrustful. But he doesn’t snarl again. “You know me,” she murmurs. “You know I wouldn’t let anything happen to her. I don’t want to hurt her. I want to bring her back.” There’s a pause. A beat of silence where nothing moves except the flick of an ear, the twitch of his tail. Then—slowly, grudgingly—he lifts his head just enough for her to approach. His body stays coiled around the Luna, tense and ready, but he doesn’t stop her as she steps forward and lowers herself to her knees beside the ruined bed. I hold my breath. Eleanor gently extends a hand and p
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Brodik The terminal doors slide open, and Eleanor climbs into the passenger seat without a word. She barely has her seatbelt on before she asks, “Have they arrived?” I nod, eyes on the road as I merge back into traffic. “Yes, ma’am. The Alpha and Luna landed about an hour ago. They’re at the pack hospital now.” She doesn’t respond right away. Her jaw’s tight, her gaze locked on the road ahead. Then she mutters, “Drive faster.” “Yes, ma’am,” I say again and press harder on the gas. We speed out of the city, weaving through traffic without a second thought. The closer we get to the pack boundary, the tighter the knot in my chest pulls. Something’s wrong. I can feel it. And it’s not just Eleanor’s tension beside me. The moment we cross into Amadeus territory, a sharp pulse hits the edge of my mind—Clyde. “Brodik? You got Miss Eleanor?” “Yeah,” I reply. “We’re almost there.” There’s a pause. Then: “Hurry. Something’s wrong with the Alpha.” My grip on the wheel tightens
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Dominicus From her clothes, she draws something—quick, practiced. A charm. The air around her distorts and coils into shadows. A rift begins to open around her body, smoke blooming outwards like ink dropped in water. I’ve seen this before. Thomas used the same spell. I growl, “I don’t think so.” My body moves before my thoughts catch up. Fast. Precise. I lunge forward and snatch her out of the dark with my free hand. Her body hits the ground a moment later with a sound like wet wood snapping. Her neck is crushed. Not just broken—ruined. Bent at an unnatural angle, twisted and deformed. Her face is frozen in wide-eyed disbelief. Still beautiful. Still monstrous. But finally, finally—silent. I look at the corpse with limpid eyes. They’ve always avoided facing me head-on. Ever since I got sane, they relied on their dog—that traitor—to do their bidding. But now that their little pawn has been ripped from the board, they have no choice but to crawl out of their shadows and face
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Dominicus My grip tightens on Diana. I don’t respond. She isn’t human. She’s not even trying to pretend. One by one, the others appear. I don’t move. My eyes flick once—twice. Fifteen. Fifteen witches. My voice comes out low. Flat. Cold as death. “I won’t say it again. Get the fuck out of my sight.” I feel the blood churning in my veins. I should tear them apart. Now. But Diana—Diana— They’re in my way. She’s in my arms. They’re in my WAY. The lead witch doesn’t back down. Instead, she lets her eyes trail to Diana—laying in my arms. Her voice drips venomous amusement. “Isn’t that your little mate? The Castellanos orphan?” My teeth grind together. “Such a shame what happened to her pack,” she looks behind me at the remnants of what was once the Castellanos pack and sighs, placing a dainty hand over her chest. “Truly breaks my heart. But, unfortunately… had to be done.” She gives a shallow shrug. “Did she come home for a visit? Not much of a point b
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Dominicus I catch her before she hits the ground. One second she’s walking—drawn forward like a moth to flame—and the next, her knees give out. No warning. No sound. Just gone. My arms are under her before I even register the movement, catching her limp weight like instinct, like reflex. I sink to my knees, clutching her against me, stunned by the sudden silence that follows. “Diana?” Her name tears out of me. Her head lolls gently to the side, her cheek brushing my chest. Her face is so peaceful it’s wrong. There’s no tension, no awareness, not even the little furrow between her brows that she gets when she’s concentrating. “Diana,” I say again, firmer this time. I shift her slightly, try to wake her. “Dulcis. Wake up. What’s wrong?” Nothing. My breath shortens. Panic prickles up my spine like static. I press a hand to her cheek—cold. Not freezing, but colder than she should be. I gently tap her face. Once. Twice. “Hey… hey, come on,” I whisper, panic cracking my voice. “Do
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Diana The temple towers above everything else, nestled at the very heart of the pack. I stand at the base of its wide stone steps, and just stare at it. It’s breathtaking. I stare up at it. The pack is beautiful, yes—but this… this is something else entirely. This is sacred. The artistry, the reverence etched into every stone, every delicate carving… it’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen. Dom stands beside me in silence, letting me take it in. The Temple of the Mood Goddess. The place where the Priests and Priestesses came to speak with the divine. I draw in a breath. “Let’s go in.” And we begin to climb the steps. The inside is vast. As we step inside, the air changes. It’s cooler here, still and reverent—thick with the scent of old stone and something faintly floral, like lilies long since dried. Sunlight filters through the high windows cut into the domed ceiling, scattering beams of pale gold that make the marble floor glow. It is beautiful. Unbelievably, heart-st
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Diana “Hi, Daddy.” I whisper. The words are small. Barely there. But they echo inside me like a bell. He looks so young. So full of life. Like he’d be the kind of man who’d sneak desserts before dinner, or wink during serious speeches just to make someone smile. A good Alpha, yes—but a better father. He was mine. And he’s gone. Dom says nothing. I can still feel him behind me, giving me this moment. I move deeper into the house, leaving the hallway of portraits behind. The corridor opens up into a smaller living area. It’s different from the grander space I passed through earlier—that must have been used to receive guests. This one is more lived-in. Softer. Cozier. Probably meant only for the family. The destruction has reached here too—furniture upturned, drawers yanked out and left open, cushions slashed and spilling faded fluff. The dark witches were looking for something. The Seal, probably. They must’ve torn the house apart trying to find it. My eyes cat
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Diana This was my parent’s home. They lived here. Loved here. Even though the place has clearly been ransacked—and dust blankets everything like a forgotten shroud, it still feels… warm. Not physically. Not anymore. But in its bones. I move away from the kitchen and walk slowly through the living room, my fingers brushing over the worn edge of a bookshelf. The furniture is elegant and tasteful. A mug sits abandoned on a low table, cracked down the side like it was dropped and forgotten. Dom doesn’t say anything. He hangs back near the door, giving me space. Letting me take this in. I don’t even realize I’m holding my breath until I turn a corner and see the wall. Portraits. Lining a long hallway, framed in wood. Some large, some smaller. They’re arranged chronologically, I think, each with a plaque beneath bearing a name and a title. I step toward the first one. It is a painting. A woman. Her skin is a rich, deep brown—dark as polished mahogany—and her hair i
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