[Elian’s POV]I could not breathe. My heart beat against my ribs like a trapped bird. Just a few feet away, standing on the icy ledge in the roaring storm, was the Lycan King. It was Just like a dream.He was massive, wild, and terrifying. The pure white snow around his heavy black boots was melted and painted a sick, hot red. Two camp guards lay dead on the ice, completely torn apart. And King Cillian's bare hands and thick winter coat were soaked in their fresh, dark blood.The wind shifted, blowing straight into the cave. His scent hit me. Pine trees and cold iron. The second I smelled him, my biology violently woke up. A sudden, burning heat exploded inside my chest. The broken mate bond gave a painful, desperate pull. It was a magnetic, physical need that made my knees weak. My mate My soul screamed at me to run forward, to throw myself into his strong arms and finally be safe in the arms of my mate. I missed him so much. My skin literally ached for his touch.But then my eyes lo
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