The blast tore the ground out from under us. One second, the amphitheater was whole, the next it split like the gods themselves had struck. Stone cracked, walls buckled, and the Concord Sigil flared before vanishing. When the dust settled, I wasn’t with Elias or Lucien anymore. Just her. Nora. She was on her knees, coughing through grit and smoke, dragonfire licking unbidden along her arms like her body didn’t know whether to defend or destroy. My wolf surged forward, teeth bared, desperate to drag her close and claim what was already ours. But I forced him back. Not this time. Not like that. I crouched, palms braced in the rubble. “Nora.” My voice came out rough, like gravel tearing through my throat. “Breathe. With me.” Her gaze snapped to mine, wild, terrified, furious all at once, and the fire eased. She mimicked me, in and out, matching the rhythm I set. My wolf preened at her obedience, but I shut him up. She wasn’t obeying. She was choosing. That mattered. I helped her to
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