Silas’s POVThe palace was silent when I entered her chamber.Not the peaceful kind of silence.The dangerous kind.The kind that made a man hear his own thoughts too clearly.Moonlight spilled through the tall windows, washing silver across the floor and softening the sharp edges of the room. The fire near the far wall had already burned low, leaving only faint warmth behind.Elara was asleep.Or at least…I thought she was.For several seconds, I stood near the door without moving.Just looking at her.Strange how that had become dangerous for me.Once upon a time, I could walk past her without thinking twice. She existed inside this palace like another responsibility. Another problem. Another political inconvenience I had no patience for.Now?One look at her was enough to make something inside my chest tighten painfully.My wolf stirred beneath my skin the moment I stepped closer.Not aggressive.Restless.Drawn to her.I hated that my wolf reacted to her before I did now.The roo
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