Divina "I am not letting you out of my sight, Divina," Marcel spoke, his voice deep and raspy, vibrating through the cold, vast room. "Especially not with that goddamn witch." He stood like an impenetrable wall in front of me, his chest heaving, his massive shoulders tightly wound. The Alpha in him was still fiercely dominant, refusing to yield, refusing to back down. "I won't do it," he added stubbornly, his jaw clenching so hard the muscles in his cheek twitched. "I don't care what she says. I don't care what she threatens. You are staying here, with me." I didn't yell back this time. I couldn't. My chest felt so hollow, so terribly heavy, that raising my voice felt like trying to breathe underwater. Instead, I took a small step closer to him, reaching out with a quiet, trembling sigh. "Marcel..." I whispered softly, my voice barely carrying over the quiet hum of the hall. "Look at me. Please." His glowing golden eyes flicked down to mine, burning with a mix of raw fury, ter
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