Connor's breath caught.Something flickered across the edge of his senses—fast, familiar, confusing. It was there, then gone before Zik could even sink his teeth into the scent.What was that?He spun mentally, scanning for the source—but the disturbance evaporated, leaving only an aftertaste of shadow and silence.“Connor?” Dorothy's hand tugged his arm, soft and coaxing. “Come inside. It’s too hot out here.”Still on edge, he let her lead him into the mansion. His instincts screamed, but logic shoved them down. He needed this deal. He needed to keep his focus. Still, his mind kept circling that strange sensation.The mansion opened up before them—gilded edges, grand staircase, portraits in thick golden frames. It was the kind of place people described as "elegant" or "tasteful." But to Connor, it just felt like a performance. All shine, no soul.He didn’t care about hand-carved panels or imported Italian marble. He just wanted to get this over with and go back to his pack—back to th
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