Lawrence’s POVThat word—betrothed—echoed inside my skull like a cannon blast, shattering every last shred of rational restraint. My beast took absolute command of every muscle fiber, every tendon, every drop of berserker blood in my veins.No one laid claim to the she‑wolf of my nest. No one spoke of the mother of my pups as if she belonged to another… and lived to tell the tale.The black sand beneath my boots calcified instantly as my silver tide exploded in a blast of pure, destructive power. The ground sank six feet into a perfect circle under the sheer weight of my aura. My black‑steel claws lengthened to a full four inches, hissing as they sliced the air, while my ten‑foot frame coiled into the killing stance of a primal apex predator.The Dusk Sun General let out a short, haughty laugh and drew his second sun‑obsidian blade. The liquid gold of his armor hummed with a deafening thermal vibration.“A wild border mongrel standing guard over the Empire’s greatest treasure,” the de
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