Chapter 204
Dane
The clang of swords, the roar of warriors, the burn in my arms as I struck down another opponent—this was my sanctuary. The training ground was soaked in sweat and steel, and the battle rhythm pulsed in my veins like fire. The moment my opponent hit the ground, I exhaled a sharp breath, rolling my shoulders back as my blade dropped to my side.
Victory. Control. Purpose.
It had been weeks since I’d felt like this—steady. Balanced. Mostly because of her. My little mate had been carving out moments for us lately, gifting us her time, her attention, her laugh. It soothed the beast within. She’d been slipping into our arms more often, curling against our bodies, sharing smiles that weren’t forced. The guilt in her eyes had faded, replaced by love. Real, unfiltered, and raw.
