Lucian POV
Lucian followed closely as Dorian lifted Talia into his arms.
Every instinct in him rebelled.
Savage surged hard against his restraint, claws scraping at the inside of Lucian’s ribs. Mine. Ours. Take her back.
Lucian forced himself to breathe.
Talia’s pain had eased — not vanished, but steadied. The pups had quieted, their frantic panic replaced by a low, rhythmic thrum that echoed faintly through the bond. Whatever Dorian was doing… it was working.
If it is suitable for her, Lucian reminded himself grimly, and ideal for our children—then it is good enough for me.
Still, it took every shred of discipline he possessed not to tear her from the Lycan’s arms.
Dorian moved with surprising care for something so massive. His stride was steady, deliberate, his hold secure but re
