The Heir of Lyon

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The master suite was a hurricane of blinding golden light. The air pressure was so intense the remaining glass in the windows spider-webbed with violent, echoing fractures. Dr. Aris didn't hesitate. He fell to his knees at the foot of the bed, his own hands glowing with silver healing magic, desperately trying to stabilize the chaotic supernatural energy tearing through Elara’s fragile human body. "The pup is pulling too much!" Aris shouted over the deafening crackle of static electricity in the air. "Alpha, you have to push harder! She’s fading!" Lucian let out a feral, desperate roar. He climbed fully onto the mattress behind Elara, hauling her completely flush against his broad, bare chest. He wrapped his massive arms around her, interlocking his fingers over the taut, glowing swel

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