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Celine POVSebastian leans down, his breath warm against my ear as his lips trail along my neck. “I’m giving you two time,” he murmurs, his hands tightening on my waist. “You’ve been apart for years. Your wolf may have been hidden, but his felt every moment of that separation. He was in pain every single day. Time with you is healing his wolf.”His words catch me off guard. I hadn’t considered that aspect before. My heart aches for Dolton’s wolf and the pain he endured while I was unaware of the bond we shared. My fingers trail lightly over Sebastian’s arm, grounding myself as I process the storm of emotions swirling within me.I linger against Sebastian, feeling the heat of his fingers tracing languid patterns along my spine. Each stroke sends a shiver through me, grounding me in the moment. I press myself closer to him, my lips brushing against his neck as I let my fingers work on the buttons of his shirt, sliding it off with purpose.“My love,” his voice rumbles low and steady, “yo

Celine POVFinally, he nods and steps into the room, his movements stiff and reluctant. I follow, closing the door behind us. The space feels unusually quiet without Sebastian, who I assume is still with his visitors.“Are you okay?” I ask, watching him closely. His pain is evident in the slump of his shoulders and the turmoil in his eyes.He turns to face me, and the weariness in his expression is raw. “I thought I could do this,” he admits, his voice low. “I thought I could get used to sharing you. In my mind, I was preparing myself for sharing you with Sebastian. I wasn’t prepared for his dragon.”His words take me by surprise, and I blink, trying to process. “So, you’re telling me you plan to keep me—and your wolf—away from each other?” My tone carries a mix of disbelief and frustration. “You’re a Lycan, Dolton. You’re as connected to your wolf as Sebastian is to Helios.”He flinches slightly, as though my words have struck a nerve. “If I’m still a Lycan,” he murmurs, his voice so

Sebastian POVI rub my temples, the pieces of this twisted puzzle only becoming more convoluted. If this is true, if the King truly bought and used her, then our path forward just became infinitely more dangerous.“What do we do now?” Ian asks, his voice barely above a whisper.I glance at Celine, her expression a mix of shock and quiet resolve. “Now,” I say, “we uncover the truth—whatever it takes.”Ian’s sudden outburst breaks the tense silence like a thunderclap. “We have the evidence!” he exclaims, standing abruptly, his voice filled with desperate energy. “This is it! We can use this to get my daughter back!”Before I can respond, Celine steps forward, her expression fierce and unyielding. “No!” she declares, her voice cutting through Ian’s urgency. She turns to face him fully, her eyes blazing with determination. “We use this evidence to save everyone who was ever sold in that place—not just your daughter. Her blood is the thing to keep her alive, others aren’t that lucky.”Ian

Celine POVI’ve noticed how worry has etched itself into every line of Sebastian’s face, the weight of everything pressing down on him. He carries too much—responsibilities that aren’t even his to bear, yet everyone looks to him as if he alone can fix what’s broken.“Sebastian needs to focus on what’s in front of him first,” I say, standing. My voice carries a firmness I don’t often use, but I need them to listen. “I understand you all want answers. I understand the need for justice—believe me, I do. But what’s the point of rushing if Sebastian isn’t in the right headspace? He’s stretched too thin. Mistakes will be made. He’ll act out of desperation, and you won’t get the outcome you’re hoping for.”I let my words settle before looking directly at Alpha Ian. “You want your daughter back, and I understand that better than anyone. But if you had only a few weeks to save someone else in your family, someone just as important, would you sacrifice that chance? Would you let them die just t

Sebastian POVI take a deep breath, the weight of the situation pressing heavily on my chest as I sit down across from Dolton. My gaze meets his, steady and determined. “We need to leave early—long before anyone even realises we’re gone,” I say, my voice low and firm, each word deliberate. The last thing I need is Alpha Ian complicating things further, turning desperation into a trap to tether us here.Dolton leans forward slightly, his brows furrowed in concern. “How early are we talking?” he asks, his tone laced with unease that mirrors my own.“Before sunrise,” I reply without hesitation, my voice hard and resolute. “Ian is growing desperate, and desperate men do reckless things. If he catches even a whisper of our departure, I don’t doubt he’ll do whatever it takes to delay us—or worse, force our hand to stay.”Dolton’s jaw tightens as he mulls over my words. “How long would it really take to present the evidence to the King and exchange it for his daughter? Couldn’t we handle it