Elara’s POVThe pain came in waves.It started as a dull throb in my wrist, then exploded into white-hot fire that raced up my arm and straight into my chest. I woke up gasping, back arching off the bed so violently that the headboard slammed against the wall. The mark — that cursed crescent scar — was glowing so brightly it lit the entire bedroom in a sick, pulsing red light.“Kael!” I cried out.He was already there.Strong arms wrapped around me instantly, pulling me against his bare chest. His heart was hammering as hard as mine. I could feel his fear through the bond — sharp, raw, and desperate.“I’ve got you,” he growled, voice rough with sleep and fury. “Breathe, little mate. I’m right here.”But the entity didn’t care.It pushed harder, clawing at the edges of my mind, trying to rip control away from me. My body jerked violently in Kael’s arms. For a terrifying second, I felt my limbs move without my permission — my legs spreading wider, my hips tilting up as if offering mysel
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