**Aria's POV**The kiss was fire and demand, nothing like the gentle mark he'd given me. His hands tangled in my hair as he pressed me against the terrace railing, and through our bond, I felt his hunger, raw and overwhelming.When he pulled back, we were both breathing hard."That wasn't part of our agreement," I whispered."No, it wasn't." He stepped back, running a hand through his hair. "I apologize.""Do you?"His eyes met mine, still silver. "No."Before I could respond, James appeared. "Sir, there's a situation."Dimitri immediately shifted into business mode. "What kind?""The Blackthornes. They've filed a formal challenge.""To our marriage?""To you, sir. Personal combat. Winner takes pack rights."I gasped. "They can't—""They can," Dimitri said grimly. "It's old law, but valid.""You don't have to accept," James said."If I don't, we lose all standing in pack territory." He looked at me. "Including protection for your family.""Marcus is a skilled fighter," I warned."It's
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