LUCIANThe morning air is heavy, and damp as we step into the fields. Something is just strange, I can't name, wrap my fingers around it. It's just… there, like it's waiting to crawl under your skin.Theron is walking beside me, his hands loose at his sides. Since Queen Reyna raised the magic ban on wolves, we can shift, and no blade or sword can compare to that. “You look lighter,” Theron says, snapping me out of my thoughts. He gives me a weird look, smiling mockingly. His voice, rough but teasing. His sharp eyes cut to me, with that wide, stupid grin pulling at his mouth. “I can smell the mark on you, brother. You finally bit her, huh?”I grunt, pretending annoyance. “You talk too much, Theron.”He laughs, deep and loud in the empty morning. “Don’t deny it, Lician. I’ve seen that look before. It's like your chest is too small for the joy you’re trying to hide.”I try to hold my scowl, but it cracks, a sharp and unguarded grin forcing its way out of me. I shake my head. “Shut up, T
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