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Continue the ritual!” Aldric shouts, and the hands press harder against my temples. “Don’t stop!”The chamber erupts into chaos. Men pour from shadows I didn’t even notice before—Aldric’s guards, more than I realized were here. They charge toward the entrance just as soldiers in royal colors burst through the doorway.And leading them is the most magnificent wolf I’ve ever seen.Massive and silver-black, with eyes like molten gold, Kael in his wolf form is a force of nature. He tears through the first line of defenders like they’re made of paper, his jaws snapping with lethal precision.“Kill the Prince!” Zari screams, backing toward the far wall. “Kill them all!”The fighting intensifies, soldiers clashing with Aldric’s hidden guards. Steel clangs against steel, men cry out in pain and rage. Through it all, my wolf is going insane in my head.PROTECT MATE! KILL ENEMIES!She’s clawing at my consciousness, desperate to shift, to fight, to defend. But the ritual—whatever they’re doing t

I look down at Kael, at the man who has become my anchor in a world that has turned completely upside down. His blue eyes are warm with pride and love, and through our bond, I can feel his absolute faith in my ability to control this terrifying gift.“I choose to stop,” I tell the ancient thing definitively. “My mate is hurt. That’s what matters now.”Reluctantly, gradually, the Eclipse Born power retreats back into the depths of my soul. The crushing weight of all those wolves’ minds disappears, leaving me feeling strangely empty and utterly exhausted.I start to sway sideways, and Seth catches me before I can hit the stone floor.“I’ve got you,” he says, his earlier wariness replaced by something that might be respect. “You did good, Your Highness.”Your Highness. The title should feel wrong, should be too much, too fast. But as I look around at the destruction I’ve caused—the enemies I’ve defeated, the mate I’ve saved—I realize that maybe I’m stronger than I ever imagined.Maybe I

This is the final report on the Tashina estate.” Seth hands Kael the paper while I sit impatiently, my eyes drifting to the windows. I glance back at Kael, whose lips curve without him even looking at me. “I’m nearly done, Elara.” “You said that an hour ago,” I point out, though there’s no real irritation in my voice. Watching Kael work has become one of my favorite pastimes. The way his brow furrows in concentration, how he absently runs his fingers through his dark hair when he’s thinking—it’s mesmerizing. Seth looks between the two of us. “Plans?” “We have to go somewhere,” I reply. He looks amused and oddly relieved. “Well, I’m glad you two are getting along. I guess Kael no longer needs me to beat him black and blue just to get your attention.” I raise an eyebrow at Seth, feeling confused by that statement. “Seth.” Kael’s voice is deadly quiet, and when I look at him, he is glaring at his friend. “Get out.” Seth winces, clearly understanding that he messed up, but

My queen. My mate. My everything,” he murmurs, brushing his lips over mine in a kiss that’s slow and reverent, like he’s savoring the taste of me.The weight of his words sinks deep, making my throat tight. I kiss him back, letting myself melt into him, my hands sliding up his bare chest just to feel the steady beat of his heart. He’s warm everywhere, his scent grounding me in a way nothing else ever could.When he pulls back, his blue eyes search mine, and there’s so much tenderness there that it almost undoes me. “You were incredible tonight,” he says softly. “Seeing you run… I don’t think I’ve ever been prouder.”I’m still catching my breath when his fingers trace my jaw, lingering at my chin. “And now,” he murmurs, voice dropping lower, “I want to show you exactly how much I appreciate my mate.”The tone change is subtle but unmistakable—still threaded with warmth, but heavier now, like velvet wrapping around steel.His thumb brushes my mouth, and I open my lips for him without th

THE PALACE GROUNDS are alive with music and firelight. Drums and flutes rise in a rhythm that carries across the night, mixing with the laughter of wolves drunk on joy and wine. Astra and Lucian’s bond is sealed, their vows spoken beneath the moon. Now the celebration spills over the lawns, where tables are heaped with roasted meats, sweet fruits, and pitchers of mead. Lanterns swing from the branches overhead, casting everything in warm gold.I should be among them. Celebrating my king, my friend. Instead, I lean against a tree at the edge of it all, arms crossed, jaw tight.Leon stands beside me, motionless as stone. His voice cuts through the music, low and even.“You keep staring like that, you’ll burn a hole in her.”My gaze doesn’t shift.“I’m not staring.”But I am.Selene is in the middle of the dancers, her auburn hair catching every flicker of torchlight as it brushes her jawline. Her soft, blue eyes shine as she laughs, caught in the spin of one of the younger soldiers. He’