Josiah’s jaw flexes so hard I can hear his teeth creak.From where I’m leaned against the bedpost, one hand resting near Snowflake’s shoulder under the blankets, I can feel the tension in the room like a live wire. The air’s thick with it. Wolf dominance. Lycan dominance. Royal temper barely leashed.And under all of that, like a steady drum in my chest—her.The bond.It’s not a tug anymore. Not an almost. It’s locked in. Threads-through-your-bones, no-going-back real. I can feel each of my brothers as three separate pulse points, each a different beat—Storm’s controlled weight, Blaze’s wildfire, Prince’s ache—and all of it is rooted in the unconscious girl between us.Ours.I drag in a breath and let my shoulder thump softly back against the wall, because if I don’t have something solid at my back, I might actually do something stupid. Like lunge across the room at the Kings.“Okay,” I say, because someone has to break the silence and, shocker, it’s me again. “You tried the prophecy
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