The following morning, I wake early and slip out of the cottage before Mason stirs. The woods are different in daylight—less menacing, but no less confusing. I search for hours, retracing my steps from last night, looking for any sign of my phone in the underbrush.Nothing.By the time I return to the cottage, the sun is setting, and frustration gnaws at my chest. I push open the door to find Mason in the kitchen, dressed in dark clothes and pulling on a jacket."Hello, Eveline," he says, looking up. "Were you able to find your phone?"I shake my head and reach for the notebook he left on the counter. No. Is there a way I can go in and check if she's the one imprisoned in the dungeons?"I could get you a worker's ID card so you can enter, but every vampire would smell the werewolf off you once you're inside the castle."Don't worry about that. I have it covered.Mason's eyebrows lift. "How?"I hesitate, pen hovering over paper. He's been kind to me, but I barely know him. My ability t
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