The great hall thundered with the roar of the pack. Torches flickered along the stone walls, throwing heat and shadow across hundreds of watching wolves. The air was thick with sweat, musk, and the sharp scent of arousal. The mating ritual had already stretched nearly an hour, and the crowd only grew louder with each passing moment.Nymeria stood at the edge of the raised platform, arms folded tight across her chest, eyes fixed on the three pairs in the center. She watched every thrust, every breath, every cry. Her body was numb. Her heart was shattered. But she couldn't look away. She was forced to witness every moment of her heartbreak.Damien moved first. Selene was already on her hands and knees on the thick furs, back arched, dark hair sticking to her damp neck. Her body gleamed with sweat in the torchlight. Damien knelt behind her, hands gripping her hips. His fingers shook."You're trembling," Selene said, her voice low and rough. She pushed her hips back against him, a cru
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