Natalie~
I felt the familiar tug of power as Jasmine and I tore through the veil of realms, emerging into the grand throne room of the palace. My bare feet pressed against polished marble, still humming with residual magic from my arrival. The chandeliers above flickered as if bowing to the surge of power vibrating from my veins. My arms tightened protectively around Alex's tiny frame, feeling his soft breathing against my chest.
I blinked, taking in the scene before me.
Zane's energy was the first thing I noticed—dark, powerful, laced with fear and rage. He stood before the gilded throne, his eyes blazing as he towered over Nathan, who was pinned down on his knees by two massive palace guards. The King sat rigidly on the throne, his gold crown tilted slightly as he leaned forward, his wolf's fury seeping from every pore.
"Where is Alexander?" Zane's voice was a lethal growl, vibrating with so much fury. "What did you do with my son?"
