The Royal Blood of the Lycan Princess
Astrid’s gaze was sharp, a cruel smile tugging at her lips as she watched me, enjoying the terror she had stirred.
But Grey stepped forward, his voice ringing with defiance. “Amelia is our mate, our fated mate. We will not let anyone harm her.”
Blue’s voice joined his brother’s, resolute and unyielding. “She is no threat. She has done nothing wrong. Anyone who wishes to harm her will have to go through us.”
The court was stunned into silence, and I felt a surge of gratitude and love for the twins standing beside me, their loyalty unwavering. I clung to that warmth, drawing strength from it, even as fear threatened to swallow me whole.
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