Chapter 232

Freya's POV The sterile scent of antiseptics mingled with Johnny's coffee breath as we worked feverishly in the lab beneath our home. My fingers flew over keyboards while Xander and Johnny prepared the counterspell compound, the three of us forming an unlikely alliance to save my mate. Silvano lay on the medical table, his muscular frame wracked with occasional tremors as the curse fought against our efforts. Even in pain, he maintained the dignified bearing of an Alpha, his eyes tracking my movements with an intensity that made my skin tingle despite our dire circumstances. "Heart rate stabilizing," Johnny announced, monitoring the biometric display. "The compound is neutralizing the dark magic." I approached Silvano with the final syringe, the culmination of months of secret research. My hand trembled slightly—not from doubt in my calculations, but from the weight of what this moment meant for us. "This might hurt," I warned, my voice soft as I found a vein in his arm. Silvano's fing