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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

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His kiss burns on my lips hours after he left. I pace my quarters, unable to sleep, every nerve ending still alive with the memory of his touch. My wolf whines, demanding we find him, beg him to finish what he started. The taste of his dominance lingers on my tongue, making it impossible to rebuild my shattered defenses.

I press my forehead against the cool window glass, watching border patrols sweep the grounds. Somewhere out there, he hunts Northern wolves while I hide in my gilded cage. His last words echo in my mind: "You're mine now, little wolf. Whether you admit it or not."

My fingers trace the spot where the silver chain nearly touched my skin. So close to exposure, to ruin. Yet when his lips claimed mine, I almost didn't care. The urge to submit, to bare my throat, to let him see everything terrifies me more than any threat of silver.

A child's scream shatters the night.

I freeze, ears straining. There – another cry, from the direction of the pack nursery. The sound carries t
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