Chapter 91 A Mate Worth Fighting For

• (Lupita’s POV)
• “Who dares try to sever what the moon gave us?” Ronan’s voice thundered through the chamber, his grip locking around my arms as if he could hold the bond together by sheer will.
• The mate-thread flickered again, jagged and painful, like claws raking across my soul. My chest seized. I felt the shadows tugging, pulling, trying to split me from him. It wasn’t rejection—it was intrusion.