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The heavy door to the western wing didn't just open; it practically broke off its hinges as I threw my weight against it.
My heart was thumping against my ribs like a trapped bird, a wild, messy rhythm that wasn't even entirely my own. Ten minutes ago, a sudden, blinding spike of energy and raw danger had sliced through the locked mate bond, hitting my chest with the force of a physical blow.
It felt like a red-alert siren screaming directly into my brain, telling me my mate was in a life-or-death fight. My inner wolf had taken full control, pushing my legs into a fast run through the palace halls, ignoring Idris’s shouting voice behind me.
I burst into her living room, my silver eyes flashing a dangerous, mean gold as my claws came out. I expected to find a pool of blood. I expec
