The mansion doors flew open as we burst inside and King Skoll shifted into human form right there in the grand hall, his eyes wild with twenty years of broken memories. "Father, wait. It's okay. These are my mates." I stepped forward fast, hands up, heart hammering as his gaze locked on Damien, Ezra, and Kai like they were enemies. Skoll's body tensed, tall and scarred, silver hair wild around his face. "Mates? Traitors. They work for Victor. I smell it. The same stink from the cells." Damien raised his hands slow. "Skoll, easy. We're not with Victor. Avery, talk to him. He's confused." "Confused hell," Skoll snarled, lunging at Damien with claws half shifted. "Victor locked me away. You three carry his mark. Avery, daughter, move. I protect you from them." I jumped between them, arms spread wide. "No. Father, stop. These are my Alphas. My bonded. Damien, stay back. Ezra, Kai, don't engage
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