The Lycan King's Hybrid Mate
They both nod their heads in thanks, and together, we take a heavy swig, the burn running down my throat and settling deep in my chest.
Breaking the silence, I say, “This has been a draining day. Let’s get some rest tonight. We can form a plan for our next move in the morning.”
Ronan and Marcel nod in agreement, their expressions weary but resolute. Just as I set my glass down on the desk, a sharp knock echoes through the room.
"Come in," I call, turning towards the door.
The door swings open, and Nyx strides in, her presence as commanding as ever. There’s a determined glint in her eyes, but her posture suggests exhaustion.
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