Chapter 95: Pack Portal Confrontation
(Eden's POV)
Alexander’s grip on my wrist was like iron. His broad hand engulfed mine, his touch unyielding and possessive. Each step we took toward the portal felt heavier, the suffocating weight of his wolf’s dominance bearing down on me.
I stole a glance at him. His jaw was set, his grey eyes flickering with the tell-tale signs of his wolf pacing just beneath the surface. The tension emanating from him was almost tangible, and I could feel the war within him—his pride clashing with whatever desperate justification he had for forcing me into this mate marking ceremony.
The portal loomed ahead, its intricate arches pulsing faintly with ancient pack magic. But the closer we got, the more my stomach churned. Something wasn’t right.
Then I saw
