Chapter 54
Tessa couldn’t move. Her heart thundering in her chest, she stared at the figure before her, the recognition hitting her like a lightning strike. Her wolf growled low, trembling beneath her skin, every instinct screaming danger. Dastien’s hand was firm on her wrist, his golden eyes flicking between her and the intruder, assessing, calculating. His body was a shield, his stance unyielding, but beneath the steel, there was something more—an undercurrent of need, of possession, of urgency that sent a shiver through Tessa. “Tessa…” he murmured, voice low and husky, close enough to brush her ear. “You’ve got to stay focused. Don’t let them see you’re rattled.” She nodded, but her attention was split, her senses overloaded. Every nerve ending was on fire—not just with fear, but with the linge
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