Chapter 128

Nyssa moved before anyone else could react.

One heartbeat she stood by the door, the next she was at Cormac’s bedside, her hand pressed firmly to his chest as his wolf thrashed beneath his skin. Her wolf howled inside her, calling out not in dominance, not in challenge, but in recognition — the kind carved by a bond torn apart but never forgotten.

“Talia—stay back,” Nyssa commanded sharply, voic