~SCARLETT ~I don’t realize how much my life has changed until I’m standing in the kitchen of Dimitri’s mansion at six in the morning, barefoot, hair a mess, arguing with Chase about pancakes.“You flipped it too early,” he says, leaning against the counter like he owns the place.“I did not,” I argue, poking at the pan. “You’re just dramatic.”Cleo laughs from the doorway, arms crossed, eyes bright. “She flipped it early.”“Traitor,” I mutter.Chase grins. “Told you.”The sound of it, laughter, warmth, normalcy, still surprises me sometimes. Not because I don’t belong here, but because a part of me once believed I never would belong anywhere again.My wolf stretches lazily beneath my skin.(You are safe,) she says.I pause.That word still feels fragile.Dimitri enters quietly, already dressed, sleeves rolled up, his presence shifting the air in the room without him saying a word. He watches us for a moment before his gaze finds mine.There’s something different there lately.Not dis
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