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Selena

Morning came quietly.

Not with noise or chaos, but with the soft movement of a house already awake.

I could hear distant footsteps in the halls, low voices, and the sound of doors opening and closing somewhere far away. The pack house felt alive before I even left my bed.

A maid arrived with clean clothes and assisted me in dressing. Everything she brought was simple, clean, and clearly chosen for me. Though it wasn't exactly my style, it was appropriate and comfortable.

When I was rea
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    Alec. Aurora had been avoiding us all day.Under normal circumstances, that might have amused me. Today it didn’t.The image of her face kept replaying in my mind as I drove—the bruise on her cheek, the way she’d looked away when I asked about it, how her entire body had gone rigid the moment we noticed. Someone had put their hands on her. I was certain of it.Maxwell sat beside me, arm resting against the window, staring out at the passing streets. For once, he looked as troubled as I felt.“You’re thinking about her,” he said.I snorted. “You’re one to talk.”“Someone hit her.”Maxwell’s expression darkened. “I know.”Silence settled over the car. Neither of us liked where our thoughts were headed. Aurora had brushed us off, deflected, and changed the subject. But she hadn’t denied it convincingly. The more I replayed the conversation, the less I believed her.“I should have pushed harder,” I muttered.“She would’ve run.”“She did run.”“It’s her way of coping.”I exhaled sharply. U

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