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CHAPTER 8

Author: Jackieketra
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-10 21:10:07

GABRIEL

The forest grew eerily quiet after she disappeared, the sound of her frantic steps fading into the distance. My wolf stirred uneasily in the back of my mind, pacing, restless.

“She shouldn’t have gotten away,” he growled, his voice rough with irritation.

I ignored him, staring at the spot where the woman had vanished. The faint scent of vanilla candy lingered in the air, curling around me like a whisper I couldn’t shake. It was maddening, the way it lingered, refusing to let me forget her.

“This is a mistake,” my wolf pressed. “She’s seen too much. She knows about us.”

“And yet,” I muttered aloud, “she didn’t scream. Didn’t panic.”

“She’ll tell someone.”

“No, she won’t.” My voice was firm, though doubt crawled beneath my skin. “If she was going to, she wouldn’t have run like that. She’s not ready to risk exposing what she knows—not yet.”

My wolf let out a low rumble but didn’t argue further.

I turned, shifting back into my wolf form. The moment my paws hit the
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