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Once Best Friend

Author: Sable Thorne
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He walks with the others, his posture relaxed, his movements fluid. But there's something in his eyes, a sharpness, a focus. I see the way his nose twitches, the way his eyes narrow as he scans the area. He's alert, more so than the others. 

More so than me.

I watch him, my heart in my throat. I know Liam. I know his keen senses, his sharp mind. He's always been the best at tracking, at noticing the little details. And he's always been suspicious of me, always questioning my decisions, my motives.

Especially since Elara. 

I never should have bedded her.

I can't let him find her. I can't let him find Lyla.

I see him pause, his head tilting to the side. He sniffs the air, his nostrils flaring, and my heart stops. I grip the ax tighter, my knuckles turning white. He takes a step closer, his gaze fixed on the cabin, and I know he's caught her scent. It's faint, but it's there. And Liam doesn't miss anything.

I force myself to breathe, to stay
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