Claire’s POV

Damian did not give Kaelen time to rebuild the tether.

He struck him with the full force of his Alpha aura. Power rolled across the courtyard hard enough to snap the flags above them and drive several Dreadwolf soldiers onto their knees.

Kaelen lifted his marked palm.

The pressure changed direction.

Instead of crushing him, Damian’s power curved toward the crest and poured into it. I watched the darkness in Kaelen’s palm swallow everything that should have forced him down.

When the last of the aura disappeared, Kaelen rolled his shoulders as though waking from a long sleep.

“Give me more of that.”

Damian growled.

I felt his...