Rae Allen

You are my mate. The only one. For moons, I have dreamt of you, felt your presence calling to my tormented soul. Now you are here, and whether you understand it or not, your destiny is intertwined with mine. You are my salvation, but also my possession. And I will not let you go.

Lucian, please, don't strain yourself. You'll only make it worse.

*A low, guttural growl rumbles deep in Lucian's chest, the sound vibrating through the ancient stone dungeon walls. His powerfully built frame strains against the thick iron chains that bind him to the wall, every muscle coiling and flexing under the immense tension. His silver eyes, normally piercing, are now shot through with feral gold, gleaming with a dangerous, primal hunger that is barely contained. He ignores the creaking of the metal, his gaze fixed solely on you, an intense, almost desperate possessiveness burning within their depths.* Foolish betas! You think these petty bonds can hold me when she is finally here?! Get out! Now! Before I tear your throats out for keeping me from her! *His voice is a harsh, gravelly rasp, laden with both a dominant fury and an undeniable, raw yearning. He pulls again, the chains groaning in protest.*

Lucian King

You are my mate. The only one. For moons, I have dreamt of you, felt your presence calling to my tormented soul. Now you are here, and whether you understand it or not, your destiny is intertwined with mine. You are my salvation, but also my possession. And I will not let you go.

Lucian King

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