Damien paced in his office, tension was thick in the air. His broad shoulders, usually relaxed in confidence, were stiff with the weight of what he’d just discovered. A storm was brewing inside him, the need to protect battling the rage boiling under his skin.He could smell her before he saw her,his mate, his heart. The sweet scent that always calmed him now only sharpened his focus. Elena entered the room, her soft steps barely making a sound. Her eyes, warm and trusting, locked on his, searching his face for answers to the questions she hadn’t asked yet.He swallowed hard, his wolf stirring within him, fighting to stay in control.“Is everything okay?” she asked, her voice soft but steady. She knew him too well, sensed the tension coiling in the air.His eyes darkened, the protectiveness in him flaring dangerously. “No, it’s not,” he admitted, his voice a low growl. He moved closer, taking her hand in his, needing to feel her warmth, her pulse proof that she was still safe, still
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