“Thank you, Your Majesty,” all the wolves, Lycans, and witches said in unison, bowing deeply to King Maxwell. But inside, his beast wasn’t calm. Zion, the powerful wolf within him, paced angrily, ready to explode. Maxwell clenched his fists, fighting hard for control. If Zion took over now, there would be chaos…no one in that hall, male or female, would survive. Through the turmoil inside him, he reached out with his mind. “Delilah, I need you, right now. Please come to the hall,” he pleaded to his mate. A soft energy surged through his body at once, like a spark dancing across his skin. Though she hadn’t arrived yet, he could already feel her presence brushing against his soul. “Delilah,” he whispered aloud. Zion immediately stilled, purring softly and retreating into calmness. The beast recognized her. She was his anchor, his peace. The wolves and Lycans remained bowed, unaware of what had just happened inside their King. But the witches felt it…an ancient energy, a presence m
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