Chapter 51
The moment Dastien’s warning left his lips, Tessa felt it—a prickling, almost electric sensation crawling across her skin. Her wolf stirred, tense and alert, growling low in her throat. Something was out there, waiting, watching, patient. Every hair on her arms stood on end. “Where are they?” she whispered, voice tight, eyes scanning the darkened corridor outside the study. “Does it matter?” Dastien murmured, stepping closer so she could feel the heat of him at her back. His hands brushed over hers, guiding them to press against his chest. “They won’t find what they want… if we’re ready.” Tessa’s wolf hissed, ears flattened, tail lashing in anticipation. The adrenaline and heat from earlier hadn’t faded—they had only amplified, coursing through her veins like wildfire. She pressed herse
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