Protected by the Dark Alpha
His lips were almost white, and the bond between us felt so tenuous that every breath I took was a plea.
I touched her forehead.
“I’ll be back,” I told her. “And so will you.”
She didn’t answer.
My soul cracked; I stood up and looked at the gods.
“Protect my family,” I snapped violently.
The Luna Goddess nodded.
“We can’t fight the battle for you,” she whispered.
“But you can protect them,” I snapped without fear.
The goddess didn’t hesitate; she held out her hands, and a silver dome enveloped Eloise, Emmett, Grace, Temra, Isa, and our son. The creature roared with fury at the sight of the protection. That told me it was important.
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