The freezing Alpine wind whipped through the shattered windows of the master suite, carrying the sharp scent of pine and snow. But the cold never touched Elara.
Lucian was an impenetrable fortress of heat.
He didn't wait for Aris or Jerome to clear the debris. The Alpha moved with terrifying, fluid speed. He wrapped Elara in the heavy, unbroken silk duvet, tucking their newborn son securely against her chest. Then, he swept them both into his massive arms, entirely ignoring the broken glass crunching beneath his bare feet.
"Jerome, seal this wing," Lucian barked, his voice echoing in the ruined room. "No one comes near the sub-level den without my direct command."
He carried them deep into the heart of Le Refuge du Loup, descending a hidden stone staircase to a subterranean suite bu
