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Chapter Twelve: A United Front

Author: Lyanna Rose
last update publish date: 2026-05-25 09:17:31

Natasha surfaced from sleep like a swimmer breaking through still water, slow and reluctant. The first thing she registered was warmth—solid, steady, wrapped around her from behind. Damien's arm was a heavy band across her waist, his breath a slow tide against the nape of her neck. The bond pulsed between them, a quiet, golden thread that hadn't been there before. She could feel him even without touching: the slow, satisfied hum of his wolf, the distant edge of his waking thoughts.

She didn't m
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