Nicholas’s POV
We waited in silence.
Hundreds of warriors formed a protective circle around the palace. The night air was thick with tension. No one spoke. The only sounds were the occasional shift of paws on the ground and the low growls of wolves ready for blood. I stood at the front, every muscle in my body tight, eyes locked on the forest beyond Gwen’s shimmering shield.
Your Majesty,” Marco said quietly beside me. “They’re trying to break through.”
I could feel it…the ground vibrating under our feet as the sirens slammed against the barrier. Gwen was powerful, but she was only one sorceress against dozens of them. The shield flickered and cracked in places. It wouldn’t hold much longer.
We were done running. Done hiding. For years I had pretended not to love my wife in public, pa
