(Chloe’s POV)The cabin was too quiet. The sounds of the fight still echoed in my ears—Alaric’s snarls, the crash of bodies slamming into the walls, the vicious growl of Lucian’s wolf as he tore into his enemy. But now, all that was left was the crackle of the fire and the sound of my own ragged breathing.I stood frozen, my eyes locked on Alaric’s limp body sprawled on the cabin floor. His chest was still rising and falling, but each breath was shallow, labored. Blood trickled from the deep gashes Lucian had left across his chest, pooling beneath him in dark, crimson streaks. My hands trembled at the sight, a mixture of fear and adrenaline still coursing through me.Lucian stood over Alaric, his chest heaving with the effort of the fight, his body still coiled with tension. Even in his human form, he looked wild, dangerous—his skin slick with sweat, his fists still clenched at his sides. He hadn’t moved since Alaric had passed out, like he was waiting for him to spring back to life a
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