ARIAThe house was quiet. Too quiet.I shut the door slowly, trying not to make a sound. Maybe if I moved soft enough, I could make it to my room without anyone seeing—“Wow.”I froze.Daphne leaned against the kitchen counter, wine glass in hand, eyes sharp and smug. “Well, well. Look who finally crawls home. Where were you last night, little coward?”I frowned.She tilted her head. “Let me guess. Hiding under your bed while the real hunters went out?”“I had work,” I muttered, trying to step around her.“Oh sure. Work. Always your excuse. You conveniently disappear right when we go on a full moon run.”I kept walking.She laughed. “Figures. You always run from anything real. Admit it—you were just scared. Again.”“Daphne.”Jordan’s voice cut through the room. He stood at the hall’s edge, arms folded.“That’s enough.”Daphne scoffed. “Why do you always defend her? She’s not a kid. If she’s gonna sneak off like a rat, she should at least be ready for questions.”I walked faster, fists
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