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Chapter 7 Bleed Me Quietly

Author: Bliss_writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-21 18:54:41

Devon’s POV

I excused myself, muttering something about the cut.

Not because I gave a damn about the bleeding — no.

But because I couldn’t risk anyone seeing the way the skin was already stitching itself together under the blood.

Too fast. Too unnatural.

Too… wolf.

Franco was on my heels before I even made it to the hallway.

Always fucking watching me like a hawk.

"Devon—"

"Not now," I growled.

Pushed through the side door, into the private restroom off the gala floor.

The door slammed shut behind us.

My hands were shaking as I gripped the sink, blood dripping from between my fingers.

I met my reflection — face pale, eyes too bright, pulse thrumming like a war drum in my throat.

Franco hovered near the door, voice low but firm.

"You’re losing grip."

I snarled, whipping around.

"The injections aren’t enough anymore!"

The words tore out of me like a confession. Raw. Ugly.

"The silver—it's not holding him back!"

Franco’s jaw ticked, eyes flashing with concern.

"Then maybe it's time you t
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