The gravel in his voice softening. “Use them wisely, Angeline.” “Happy you know that, Malcolm.” He dipped his chin, determination crystallizing like tempered steel. “I’ll return. With every soul intact.” When I tried to grasp the pendant he lifted it just out of reach, a brief flash of mischief piercing the seriousness. “Ah, no. You’ll wear it properly.” The chain hung cool against my collarbone, his fingertips grazing my nape — too deliberate a touch, too lingering. I took the opportunity to murmur, “If you run into Nathaniel, do give him a smack upside the head for me.” Malcolm’s mouth flickered into some infuriating half-smirk, undimmed by the stakes. “Why not let me bring him straight to your doorstep? You can teach the lesson yourself.” The thought of confronting Nathaniel again twisted like a knife in my chest, but I suffocated the pain with a brittle laugh. The Pack dispersed as the procession receded, all but Yoan. She hung on, her voice a whispery interrup
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