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Four More Days

Author: Timon
last update publish date: 2026-04-23 06:25:33

Lena’s POV

I didn’t move my hand.

Neither did he.

The hallway was quiet in the way that big houses get late at night when everyone has gone to their rooms and the building settles into itself. Just the low creak of old stone and the sound of both of us breathing and his heartbeat under my palm that had gone from fast to something deeper. Slower. Like it had found a rhythm it recognized.

My wolf was completely silent for the first time in days.

Not gone. Just. Still. Like she had been waiting fo
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