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My heart sinks as reality sets in: she’s going to shift again once that moon peeks out, my calling keeps her subdued but I can’t avoid her shifting, she needs to shift. The thought is suffocating, squeezing the air from my lungs as I hold onto her because her scent is only growing stronger which is weird. Sure werewolves hunt and mate on a full moon but her scent is unusually strong and I worry she’ll lure wolves to the castle. Opening the mind link to all my men. “Guard the perimeters, double the patrols,”
“Why?” Damian asks immediately.
“Her scent is crazy strong, it’s even affecting me,” I tell him.
“Shit, just what we need, a she–wolf in heat,” he growls.
“That makes no sense, she hasn’t been marked by anyone, she can’t go in heat.”
“No, but you can send her into one. You’ve been using your calling on her,” he reminds me. I glance down at her. She is going to kill me when she breaks it and comes to.
“But-”
“You’re Lycan, Soren. Lycans can override any mate bond, marked or not. Should have thought about that before using your calling on her!” he snaps, closing the link, but I see my men rush off in all directions to get ready to protect the perimeters if needed.
The entire castle grounds seems to hold its breath as we
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stand there, the world reduced to the space between her frantic heartbeat and mine.
The observatory looms before us, a glass dome beneath the luminescent glow of the moon which if she is in a full blown heat will need.
“Unlock the observatory!” I order anyone near it. Her skin is feverish against my touch as I carry her inside. One of the castle maids rushes out unlocking it with shaking hands, casting nervous glances at her when she suddenly shifts in my arms turning savage. She tears into me, trying to escape. She shuts the door behind us.
“My King, this won’t hold her, it’s made of glass,” the maid warns, and I peer around at the observatory/ greenery, it’s filled with trees, ferns and plants, it used to be a huge glass aviary. My late wife loved exotic birds but once she passed, I turned it into an observatory/ greenery when Max wanted to build his own garden, not like the castle didn’t have enough already, but he wanted one like in some movie he watched when he was three. It’s overgrown now and is more like a jungle inside a glass dome.
“It will hold, it’s bulletproof but find me some chains I don’t want her hurting herself trying to get out, we can find something to anchor them to,” I tell her, and she rushes off while I try to keep a grip on Bree who is almost frantic in my
arms.
She bites me, tearing a chunk from my arm, and I growl at her. My blood starts pouring from the wound and when she bites me a second time, I lose my grip and drop her. She hits the ground, and I barely move quick enough to catch her. My hand grabs her tail. She makes a strangled whimper sound,
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and I drag back between my legs, holding the scruff of her neck when the maid returns.
The chains glint coldly in the moonlight, and for a moment as the maid steps inside, I hesitate–how can I bind her, and what
to?
“Come on,” I coax, my voice gentle not that she notices, she just knows someone is dragging her around which she does not like. I fumble with the heavy chains, trying to secure them around her neck, but she’s trembling, resisting not out of defiance but fear as my aura rushes over her.
“Please,” I murmur, hating the necessity of this, hating that I must lock and cage her. But the chains won’t close, her strength now so much stronger in this form, more than I can contend with without hurting her.
I drop the chain. “Lock me in with her,” I command. “And open the roof.”
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