Chapter 129

Third Person's POV

Zarek's lips curved faintly, an expression rare as starlight on his otherwise storm-hardened face. "Good," he murmured, voice low but steady, "I'll protect you. No matter what happens, Elara, I'll protect you."

His vow lingered in the air, a wolf's promise etched into bone and blood.

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Across the sprawling halls of the Tempestshroud estate, Vanya stood before a mirror in the g