Damien’s POVThe kitchen was a disaster zone now, with shelves overturned, spices scattered, the sweet scent of vanilla and burnt sugar mingling with the smell of blood.The workers were a blur of motion, trying desperately to shield Rosie, to pull her away from the crossfire.I feel the alpha’s hunger waning, the raw fury being replaced by a cold, dawning realization.My eyes lock onto Harry’s, and for a heartbeat, I see not a foe but a mirror of my own desperation, a man willing to sacrifice everything for someone he cares about.The realization hits me like a physical blow, and the aura around me shakes, dimming just enough for the world to break through the red haze.“Enough,” I gasped more to the wolf in me as the alpha inside me snarled one last time before retreating into the shadows of my mind.My eyes darted towards Rosie. I could see her wrapped in Cadence's arms as he shook her softly.I stagger back, my hands shaking, the alpha’s power draining from my veins like spilled i
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