Meadow’s POV: The crash of the ceramic plates against the marble floor made me flinch, and I cursed as the pieces scattered around me. I froze like a deer caught in headlights.Mel gasped, nearly dropping the pan she was holding. “Stay still!” she barked, already rushing toward a door in the corner of the kitchen. “You’re barefoot, Meadow. Don’t take another step.”I nodded quickly as my muscles tensed. And when I remembered that Alaric was only a few feet away, I turned around to look at him.But that was a bad idea.God, I was full of bad ideas lately.As I shifted, I stepped on a slick piece of porcelain, and I slipped.I gasped, my arms flailing as they tried to reach for something—anything—that would ground me, but there was nothing. However, I didn’t hit the floor.Alaric’s strong hands caught me before gravity did.“Fucking hell, Meadow,” he cursed as he took me into his arms, lifting me off my feet and stepping away from the mess I’d just made.“What part of ‘stay still’ did
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