Lucian’s POV The battlefield reeked of blood and smoke. Bodies lay strewn across the clearing, the grass matted and torn from claws and steel. My wolf prowled inside me, still restless, still hungry for more. The enemy Alpha’s blood coated my hands, my arms, even the curve of my throat. The victory was ours, but the rage refused to ease. Then my gaze fell on Cara. She stood in the fading moonlight, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her skin streaked with blood that wasn’t hers. She held herself tall, shoulders squared, but I saw the tremor in her fingers, the faint shaking in her knees. And still she looked like fire. Still, she burned, even in the aftermath of war. Kai snarled inside me, demanding I go to her, mark her, take her, claim what was ours. She fought beside us. She bled with us. She is ours. I forced him back, barely. The bond pulled tighter now, as if the battle itself had stripped away the last of our defenses. I could feel her inside me, her heartbeat thrum
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