**Ronan's POV**
The door closed behind Seraphina and Uncle Damien with a finality that sent chills down my spine. My wolf clawed madly within, demanding we break down that barrier and reclaim what was ours.
"We need to do something," I growled, pacing like a caged beast. My fist still throbbed from punching the wall, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the agony of watching our mate walk away with another man.
Kaelen nodded grimly, his green eyes flashing with murderous intent. "We storm in there—"
"And what?" Orion cut in, voice razor-sharp. "Get our asses handed to us again? You saw how easily he took all three of us down."
I whirled on him. "So you suggest we just stand here while he—"
"I suggest we be smart about this," Orion snapped. "For once in our lives."
Before we could continue arguing, Lilith stepped forward, placing a gentle hand on my arm. Her timing couldn't have been worse.
