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Few warriors were arranging their training tools, and Hunter was standing in the extreme. Zara doesn't know why everyone loves being around where she should be, but she ignored all and started working, hoping that Tori and Daphne wouldn't bother her. Zara just pour the first splash of water on the floor when Zan emerged from the tree line in the matching area of the territory. Zan came silently, almost spectral, his presence commanding the ground before he touched it. His dark eyes scanned her form, noting the subtle tension in her stance, the way her muscles flexed in preparation.

He didn't want to miss anymore. Before long, the door to the room opened. Zeno was the first to enter and it immediately made Zoro bow in respect. The man also immediately pointed at Gina who was looking at them. Zeno smiled at Gina and looked back at the sound of Cia's footsteps entering the room. Seeing that, Zoro immediately ran and the tip of his foot hit the table leg. While enduring the pain, he bowed to greet Cia. "Your Majesty," he said.

I couldn't even finish a piece of dry toast before having to push my plate away. Xander watched me with more and more worry. “That's it,” he said strongly. “We're going to see Zara now.” I didn't have the strength to argue. As we went to Zara's house. She welcomed us with a knowing smile, and I could tell she already knew why we were there. “Aurora, Xander,” Zara said warmly. “Come in. I've been expecting you.” As we settled into her cozy living room, Zara began her examination. She checked my vital signs, asked about my symptoms, and then did a special aura reading. As her hands moved over me, her eyes got big, and she smiled really wide.

Disintegrate. The warrior struggles up. Wounds closing where her light touched him. Skin knitting together. He rejoins the fight. She turns. Already moving to the next. A beacon of silver fire cutting through corruption. Unstoppable. Deadly. On our left flank—Zora. Her jaws ripping. Claws tearing. A blur of violence. Three kills in seconds. Throat. Spine. Skull. Her rogues following. Coordinated. Experienced. One of my warriors goes down. Overwhelmed. Four rogues on him.

I ordered the warriors to take care of the body of the rogue before I gave the pack the all clear to go about business like normal. Zorro was in awe of his mate. He had only seen her from far away and was enjoying being this close to her. Even if she did have blood all over her jaw. He rubbed himself against her side. she let out a sound like a purr and swatted at his head gently. He nipped at her tail and was about to take off running when I stopped him.

A thing utterly forbidden to her kind. He came not through the door, but from the shadows themselves, the darkness coalescing into a form of immense, terrifying power. Zoran. His skin was the deep red of fresh blood, his horns swept back from a face of brutal, angular beauty. His eyes burned with the amber fire of the abyss, and his wings, vast and leathery, folded against his back. The sheer, raw masculinity of him made Vyxaria’s mouth water, her pussy clenching in immediate, aching response.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Zara’s POV “Oh Jax !” I couldn’t help moaning as Jax fed me on my Strength kink against the water cut, smooth rocks. “Mhmmmm mm-mm,” Moans of pleasure escaped through my quivering lips as we stood in the cold waters of the soothing river, under the light of the beaming moon.

She walked toward me, the heels of her white boots clicking with a rhythmic, military precision on the glass floor. "Human?" She tilted her head, her white-gold eyes scanning me with clinical curiosity. "Dante Thorne was a Prime Alpha, Zora. A creature of instinct and territorial aggression. He didn't love you. He was addicted to the way your Void catalyzed his own power. He was a junkie, and you were his ultimate high." "You’re lying," I spat, struggling against the cuffs. The Null-Field surged, sending a sharp, stinging jolt of electricity through my nerves. I gasped, my head falling back against the cold metal of the slab.

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Zara stood with her blade still raised, breathing hard, blood running freely from the gash on her forearm. Kade stood across the ruined room, chest heaving, his eyes still carrying that silver light as his wolf settled. Three unconscious rogues between them. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> He looked at her arm first. Then her face. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "You came," he said. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

I don’t know what I would do if I ever lost this woman, and I’ll make damn sure that never happens. “I love you, Sara. You are my universe, my moon and stars, and everything in between.” She leans in and kisses me before telling me, “Ditto, man of mine.” Life is good right now, but I have a feeling something big is coming. Something terrible but wonderful, and I don’t think anyone will ever be the same afterwards. The End! Thank you so much for reading Romerian Alpha’s Mate, book 2 in The Royal Wolf Of Zidiah series.