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Chapter 89: The Wolf I Could Have Been

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I couldn’t sleep that night.

Liam was curled against my chest, his tiny heartbeat thudding like a metronome, steady and sweet. Kael sat just a few feet away, his eyes trained on the window, glowing faintly in the dark.

But I couldn’t rest.

Because I felt her.

She was out there.

Watching.

Waiting.

And no matter how many times I told myself it was over—that Damon was gone, that the void was sealed, that we were safe—my blood whispered otherwise.

“Still can’t sleep?” Kael asked gently.

I shook my head. “She’s here. I know she is.”

He nodded once. “I feel it too.”

“What do we do?”

“We wait.”

I exhaled, pressing a kiss to Liam’s hair.

I wasn’t going to let her take anything from me.

Not him.

Not Kael.

Not me.

⸻

The next day, it started.

Animals went quiet in the woods.

Birdsong vanished.

Wolves grew restless, howling in the middle of the day.

And my reflection?

Started moving when I didn’t.

First it was subtle.

A blink out of rhythm.

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