Damian's POV
I returned to my territory with one thing etched deep into my heart—war.
I wasn’t going to sit still and watch while they paraded Skye around like a prize. Like she didn’t belong to me. Like she wasn’t mine.
Because she is. Skye is my mate. My bonded. My heaven.
And I’ll burn the world down to get her back.
The moment I stepped into the council chamber, the tension rose. My Beta, Luca, stood from his seat with immediate concern on his face. The rest of the council followed with questions, murmurs, confusion but I had no time for politics.
I slammed my hands on the table, silencing them all.
“We march at dawn,” I said coldly. “Gather everyone. Warriors only.”
Luca blinked. “What? Why? What’s going on?”
“The Lycans have her,” I growled, my voice laced with fury. “Skye.
