The great hall erupted into chaos at Kael's words. Wolves shouted and pushed backward, away from the scarred Lycan king who had just revealed himself. Aldrian's face went pale, then red with fury. Elara stood frozen with her mouth open, her beautiful gown forgotten. Ziera's cold composure cracked, revealing something ugly underneath."She is my slave," Aldrian roared, his voice thundering across the room. "My property. You cannot just take her."Kael turned to face the Alpha King, and something shifted in his expression. The warmth that had softened his golden eyes when he looked at Lyra vanished, replaced by something cold and ancient and terrible. "I am Kael, son of Kaelen, ruler of the northern territories and protector of the mountain packs," he said, his voice low and steady. "This woman is my mate.""Your mate?" Aldrian laughed, but the sound was brittle, forced. "She is a wolf-less slave. A bastard. The daughter of a woman I bought at auction.""She is not wolf-less," Kael repl
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