“The council is coming.”I said the words and felt the weight of every syllable. It wasn’t just a warning. It was a declaration. Everything we had fought for, everything we had barely survived—it was about to explode.Damon’s jaw tightened. He didn’t speak. He never did when danger approached, but his eyes—his eyes betrayed him. Fatigue. Anger. A fire threatening to consume him from the inside out.I stepped closer, my tone sharp, calculated.“They will not come empty-handed. The council has been waiting for centuries to take control of the Alpha bloodlines. They want your son, Aria. And through him, your power. They will choose who rules next. Whether you live or die may no longer matter to them.”Aria’s hands tightened around the baby, though he was calm. Too calm. It was unnatural for a newborn, but this one was different. His eyes glowed faintly, and I could feel his awareness stretching beyond his body.Lucian, standing behind Damon, shifted uneasily. “I know the leaders, Cassian
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