The moment I scent her, my world fractures.Not because she's bleeding in my territory.Not because she looks like she won't survive the night.But because my wolf bows.She doesn't know what she is.Doesn't know why powerful enemies are hunting her.Doesn't know that her blood carries a legacy strong enough to destroy kingdoms.She thinks she's human.She's wrong.And now that I've found her, I can't let her go.Even if claiming her ignites a war.Even if my own pack turns against me.Even if the truth of who she is threatens everything I've built.Because she isn't just my mate.She's the key to a power the world tried to erase.And I'll burn every enemy to the ground before I let them take her.
