The cage had grown colder than it had been before. I could feel the chill crawling under my skin, wrapping around my bones, and the iron biting into my fingers every time I touched the bars. Hours had passed—or maybe it had been days. Time had lost its meaning inside this dark, silent place. My stomach grumbled faintly, but I did not care. Hunger was small compared to the weight pressing on my chest. My thoughts would not leave Jason.I had survived so much. I had faced death countless times, survived my uncle Leon’s cruelty, and I had claimed my place as Alpha of Silver Claw. I had stood over enemies, burned rituals, survived Red Moon nights, and yet here I was—caged again, powerless in the hands of someone who wanted to see me broken.And still, my mind kept returning to him. Jason. My former mate, my heart, my storm and calm in one. I could still feel the warmth of his hands, the thunder of his voice, the way he had looked at me with confusion, with something more that even he coul
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