**Elara's pov**For several long moments, the only sound in the cavern was the heavy, ragged breathing of our small party and the soft *plip, plip* of melting grey ice dripping into the deadened pool.Silas didn't move. He kept me lifted in his arms, his heart hammering in a frantic, thunderous rhythm against my ribs. His skin was burning hot, but I could feel the tremor running through his broad shoulders, the terrifying adrenaline crash of an Alpha who had just come within a hair's breadth of losing his mate."Put me down, Silas," I murmured softly, resting my hand against the warm side of his neck. "My feet are fine. I'm safe." He exhaled a long, shaky breath, but he didn't lower me completely. Instead, he carefully shifted his hold so my boots touched the stone, though his arm remained locked tight around my waist, bearing most of my weight. His golden eyes swept over my face, scanning for any hidden pain, any lingering shadow of the creature's dark pull."That thing was fed direc
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