Lyra Ashfang POVI sat on the velvet sofa in the grand hall of the Nightbane Crimson Citadel, my small four-foot-five frame sinking into the heavy cushions. My dark skin flushed with a sudden wave of heat as Prince Cassius's voice echoed in my mind, remembering how his heavy gloved hand had gripped my small waist in the dark bedroom before he left. He was a five-foot-ten muscular vampire monster, but when his hot mouth pressed against my throat, my Psi wolf whimpered in absolute surrender."We cannot stop observing the situation in Ebonhaven," Prince Cassius growled into his communication crystal miles away on the eastern border roads, his raspy voice trembling with dark fury.He had sworn to protect my small body with his life when we signed the mate covenant, promising I would never suffer under my uncle Alpha Garrick's cruelty again. He had only been gone for two days, and already rogue wolves had tried to crush me with an iron supply wagon in the Crimson Noble Quarter."My Lord, w
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