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The entire room vibrated, and the air distorted from the violence of the fluctuating energies.

Every pane of glass shattered at once with a deafening crash, followed by a blinding white light that forced Alan and Victoria to shut their eyes.

They were thrown backward, landing flat on the rug from the shockwave.

"Catch him, damn it!" was the last order Victoria managed to shout as dead hands appeared under Frederick’s ankles.

Alan threw himself over her to shield her with his own body.

He growled when sharp blades of wind sliced across his back, but he never stopped protecting the precious treasure beneath his belly.

The entire castle began to tremble from its very foundations.

It was like a powerful magic had been ripped from its core—and that’s exactly what had happened.

When the danger finally passed, the massive wolf stood up and stepped off his mate.

He licked her with worry, and it was he who had ended up injured.

"Little wolf, are you okay? Draco?"

Victoria was anxious