Heavy duty has a lot of weight, suffocating and vast.
Below the high stone pavilion, the entire host pack stood frozen on the bloody gravel. Hundreds of warrior eyes, pack elders, and guard captains stared up at the stone balustrade, their faces twisted in a terrifying mix of shock, confusion, and rising outrage. They had gathered under the freezing night air expecting retribution—expecting to watch the head of the man who murdered Adrein roll across the dirt.
Instead, my sister had just declared to the entire valley that Prince Vincent carried her unborn child and held her soul through a sacred mate bond.
