A Vow in the Aftermath

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Gideons POV My hands were shaking. I held them out in front of me, staring down at my palms as a terrifying, white-hot tide of raw energy thundered through my veins. Kane was roaring behind my eyes, a wild, primal sound of absolute triumph that vibrated straight down to my bones. I had always been strong—I was an Alpha born and raised—but this was different. This was ancient, unchecked power, fueled by the completed bond and amplified by the sheer magnitude of the life force Sera had just anchored to mine. For a horrifying second, panic gripped my chest. The strength coursing through me felt so immense, so volatile, that I was genuinely terrified to move—terrified that a single careless motion or an uncontrolled surge would hurt someone in this room. Least of all her. A chorus of cho

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