Rowan tensed beside her, clearly calculating odds that did not favor them, and Elena felt the pendant at her throat pulse steady and warm, not blazing the desperate, defensive heat it had shown twice before, but something calmer, older, almost patient. She thought of Magnus's voice by the fire days ago, telling her that her power had never been built for anger, only for protection, and she held onto that thought like a rope, refusing to let the fear in her chest curdle into something crueler than it needed to be."You won't win this the way you think you will," Elena said, surprising herself with how steady her own voice came out, standing her ground rather than backing toward the wall the soldiers had already closed off. "Whatever your grandfather told you about my bloodline being a threat that needed erasing, he was wrong then, and you're wrong now. I've never once wanted to hurt anyone who wasn't actively trying to hurt me first.""How noble," Alpha Hale said, unimpressed. "Restrai
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