Lyra
"Let her go! Who gave you permission to touch my mate?!"
Cedric screamed, his face deathly pale, thick beads of cold sweat rolling down his forehead. Despite the excruciating pain radiating from his shattered leg, he still managed to glare up at Kael with feral hostility.
Kael didn't lift his boot. He pressed down a fraction of an inch harder.
The overpowering scent of dark winter pine erupted outward like a shockwave. The Royal Guards immediately dropped to one knee in absolute submission, while the remaining wolves of the Silver Moon Pack were violently forced to press their faces into the mud, entirely paralyzed by the sheer weight of his dominance.
Cedric gritted his teeth, desperately trying to summon his own Alpha aura to push back.
But the moment his wolf soul tried to re
