The heavy thud of the oak door closing shut echoed like a gavel in the quiet room. Outside, the muffled rustle of leather, the clink of armor, and the low, synchronized breathing of four Elite Sentinels instantly formed an impenetrable barrier between me and the rest of the world. For a long time, I didn't move. I stayed exactly where Silas had left me, curled under the heavy furs, staring at the empty space beside the bed. The scent of him earth, winter forest, and that deep, intoxicating musk still hung thick in the air, wrapping around me like a physical embrace. “This mate is different,”* Nala whispered again in my mind, her voice stronger now, vibrating with a fierce pride that sent a thrill of warmth straight to my chest. "He is," I agreed silently, my fingers trembling as I touched the spot on my forehead where his hand had rested. "But he is going to war for us, Nala." The thought should have sent me into a spiral of panic. Back in the Iron Claw pack, an Alpha’s wrath w
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