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Chapter 90

Chapter 90

The door to the chamber exploded open.

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Damien stormed in, shirt ripped and bloody on his side, eyes wild with fury. Dust fell from the ceiling as the broken door slammed against the stone wall. He looked bigger in that tiny chamber, shoulders heaving, fingers curled like he was seconds away from tearing the room apart. He saw me trapped in the silver circle and his face twisted.

“Get your fucking hands off her!” he roared.

He launched at the first guard holding me, fist slamming straight into the guy’s jaw. The sound cracked through the chamber. The guard flew back and crashed into the wall, knocking over one of the candle stands. Damien didn’t stop. He grabbed the second guard by the throat and threw him across the room like he weighed nothing. The guy hit the stone floor hard and rolled into the old markings.

I tried to run to him but the silver dust burned my feet. I stumbled, crying out. The sting shot up my legs and I grabbed the air like that could stop me from falling. My breath got stuck in my throat.

Damien reached me in two steps and pulled me out of the circle. I clung to him, arms wrapped tight around his waist, face buried in his chest. My whole body was shaking. His chest was hot under my cheek, and I could feel his heart punching hard through his ribs like mine had scared it awake.

“You’re okay,” he muttered against my hair. “I’ve got you.”

Marcus stepped forward, voice shaky. “Alpha, this is not what it looks like,”

“Shut up,” Damien snapped.

Clara pointed at me. “You are choosing lust over duty. This human is weakening you and the entire pack.”

Damien’s arm tightened around me. He shifted me behind him without even looking, like protecting me was pure muscle memory now. “She is my mate. My Luna. Anyone who touches her again will be treated as a traitor.”

Victor raised the old blade. The candlelight ran along the edge, and my stomach turned. “You are blind. She is not one of us.”

I held onto Damien harder, tears burning my eyes. My fingers twisted into the torn fabric at his back, and 1 hated how small my voice sounded in that room. “I didn’t ask for any of this. I just wanted to be with him.”

The silver dust on the floor suddenly lit up under my feet. Bright white light shot up my legs. I gasped and looked down. The circle glowed so strong it hurt my eyes. The markings around us pulsed like a heartbeat, fast and wrong.

“What the hell,” I started.

The light exploded outward. Instead of breaking anything, a glowing mark burned onto the skin just above my collarbone. It looked like a crescent moon with lines through it. The pain was sharp but quick. I slapped my hand over it, stumbling into Damien’s side.

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Everyone froze.

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The oldest elder, Marcus, stared at the mark with pure terror on his face. His mouth opened, then closed, like his own words had betrayed him. “Impossible… that mark… it cannot be.”

Clara’s eyes went wide. “No. No, this is wrong.”

Victor dropped the blade. It clattered against the stone, loud enough to make me flinch. “The bond is not false. It’s… something else.”

Damien stared at the glowing mark on my skin, his hand hovering like he was scared to touch it. His anger slipped for one second and panic took over. “What did you do to her?”

The elders snapped out of it. They all rushed at Damien at once.

“Hold him!” Clara shouted.

Victor grabbed Damien’s arm. Two other elders jumped on him from behind. They dragged him away from me, pinning his arms even though he fought like crazy. His boots scraped across the floor, and his wounded side tore open more, blood soaking into his shirt again.

“Get off me!” Damien growled, trying to shove them back.

I watched them wrestle him to the ground, my hands shaking. “Stop! Leave him alone!”

Rage boiled up inside me so fast I couldn’t think straight. My vision went blurry. I didn’t know what was happening but I was so fucking mad. My skin felt hot, like something was crawling under it. My bones started aching. My hands burned. I looked at Damien pinned on the floor, his jaw clenched, his eyes locked on me instead of the people hurting him, and something inside me snapped.

“What the hell is this?” I muttered, looking down at my arms.

The mark on my collarbone glowed brighter. Pain shot through my spine. I doubled over, gasping. My nails dug into the floor as I tried to stay upright, but my whole body felt like it was turning against me. My teeth clenched so hard my jaw hurt.

Damien was still fighting the elders. “Sienna!”

I couldn’t answer. My legs buckled. I fell to my hands and knees on the stone floor. Fur started pushing through my skin. My nails turned to claws, scraping against the ground. My face hurt, bones shifting. The sound that came out of me did not even sound human anymore.

I screamed as my body broke and rebuilt itself in seconds. My back arched, my fingers spread against the stone, and the chamber spun around me in flashes of candlelight and terrified faces. Clara backed away. Victor crawled back on one elbow. Tara, standing near the stairs, finally looked like she understood she had made the worst mistake of her life.

For a second, nobody breathed. I could hear everything at once now. The elders’ racing hearts. Damien’s rough breathing. The tiny scrape of Tara’s boot as she stepped back. My paws pressed into the silver dust, but it did not burn anymore. It moved away from me like it was scared. I looked down at myself, at the dark fur along my legs, at the claws digging into the stone, and a low growl crawled out of my chest before I could stop it.

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Damien went still beneath the elders holding him. His eyes widened, not with fear, but with shock so deep it made his face soften in the middle of all that blood and violence.

Then his lips parted, and for once, Damien looked completely speechless.

Marcus dropped to one knee so fast his old bones cracked against the floor.

“The moon marked her,” he whispered, voice breaking.

The whole room went dead silent.

When it stopped, I was standing on four legs.

I was a wolf.

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