The Professor's Mate Clause novel Chapter 109

FREYA’S POV

Asher.

He’s here. He’s alive. I keep asking myself how–how he survived, how he’s still standing but the truth is right in front of me He’s coming for us.

And we’re finished.

We’re broken beyond repair. Exhausted to the bone. There’s nothing left in us. We can’t fight another battle. Can’t survive another war. Marcus is dead. Clara almost died. Too many others never stood back up. And now this? More fighting? More blood? More death? 1

No.

We can’t.

We’re done.

But Adrian doesn’t see it that way.

He rallies the pack, pulls them together, prepares for one last stand. He refuses to surrender. Refuses to accept defeat even no when everything says this is the end. Even when it’s hopeless. Even when it feels suicidal.

He fights anyway.

That’s my mate. That’s my Alpha. That unbreakable refusal to quit to stop protecting his pack, to stop protecting me is why I love him. Why I always will.

The battle crashes into us like a wave.

It’s brutal. Overwhelming. Asher’s forces outnumber us three to one, and they’re fresh while we’re barely standing. The math doesn’t lie. This should be impossible. We should already be dead.

But we fight anyway.

Because that’s who we are.

I fight beside Adrian, both of us exhausted, wounded, slowly bleeding out. But we’re together. Always together Guaping each other’s blind spots. Sharing strength we don’t actually have left. That’s what mates do. That’s what love looks like even at the edge of death.

Then something inside me breaks.

Or awakens.

Or finally gives in.

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My wolf surges forward with a force I’ve never felt before. This isn’t normal This isn’t adrenaline. It’s enormous overwhelming power flooding through my veins, burning, reshaping, claiming every part of me.

My bloodline.

My royal bloodline.

Fully unleashed for the first time.

I shift–and it’s different. Everything is different. I’m larger, stronger, more powerful than I’ve ever been White gold fur gleams beneath the sun. My eyes blaze molten gold. I’m an Alpha female in truth, my royal bloodline complete and undeniable

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I’m inagnificent.

And everyone feels it.

Asher’s wolves hesitate. They recognize what I am. Fear coils through them as propaganda shatters in real time. This–me- was supposed to be impossible. A myth. A lie.

Some of them run. The smart ones. The survivors.

The rest stay.

They die. 1

I tear through them without mercy–efficient, unstoppable, relentless. I’m no longer tired. No longer wounded. Power sustain me, heals me, fuels me. I am everything my pack needs in this moment. Death wrapped in white–gold fury. A Luna finally able protect her people.

I feel Adrian watching me–his awe, his pride, his relief flowing through the bond. He always knew. Always believed in me. And now the world sees it too.

I’m his equal.

But Asher doesn’t retreat.

He’s faced royal bloodlines before. Killed them before. He thinks I’m just another obstacle. Another threat to crush.

He’s wrong.

We circle each other–Alpha female against Alpha male. New world against old. Equality against dominance. Everything this war represents standing face to face.

We collide.

The impact is explosive. Brutal. And I’m winning.

I match him blow for blow, overpower him, shock him. He didn’t expect this. Didn’t expect me to be this strong. That mistake costs him.

But Asher is experienced. He adapts. He fights smarter, harder, more viciously. And slowly, I feel it the power tading My manifestation isn’t permanent. Not yet. Not without control.

I’m weakening.

I push once more, drawing on everything I have left. I land a brutal hit deep, damaging but not tatai Not brough

He counters.

Pain explodes through my side as his claws take deep. Blood pours My strength collapses. The power flickers then vanishes

I’m just a wolf again.

Wounded. Exhausted. Vulnerable.

And Asher knows it.

He attacks.

I barely hold him off. My body is failing. I can’t win like this. I’m going to die unless something changes

Then Adrian is there.

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