Mated To The Quadruplets Lycan Alphas
I wanted to run between them, to throw my body in front of him, but I was frozen, the world narrowing to the two figures at the center of it.
Kavian moved like everything he did was inevitable and simple—no flourish, no show. He met the first man’s charge with a single, brutal motion. There was a sickening crack; a body folded, and the man hit the cobbles, curling around a broken limb. The second attacker didn’t even get his swing in before Kavian’s knee came up, a neat, bone-shattering sound, and the man collapsed, howling. He didn’t gloat. He didn’t shout. He just stood, breathing easy, the quiet eye of a storm.
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