The storm that had broken over Silvercrest the night of the banquet still raged into the early hours, rain lashing the stone walls of the packhouse as if the skies themselves were mourning the old order. Inside Darius’s chambers, the air was thick with the scent of sex, power, and the unmistakable musk of a true mate bond sealed in blood and pleasure. Elara lay tangled in the furs, her body marked and claimed, the silver bite on her neck pulsing with residual energy. Darius’s massive form curved around her from behind, one heavy arm locked across her waist, his still-half-hard cock resting against the curve of her ass.Sleep had been brief and restless. Every time she closed her eyes she saw Lila’s twisted face as the truth was dragged into the light, Kael’s shattered expression as he turned and walked away, and the way the visiting alphas had looked at her , not as a discarded Luna, but as something far more dangerous.Darius stirred behind her, lips brushing the claim mark. A low gr
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