Manny’s POVAt first, I brushed it off as exhaustion, maybe I’d been spending too much time at work and the affairs of the pack. Or maybe the house was just getting too quiet without Lexi around. But then Wayne started talking about shadows that spoke to him.He came running to me one afternoon, his small hands clutching at my arm, eyes wide with both excitement and fear.“Dad” he whispered, glancing around, afraid something might overhear. “I saw it again.”I crouched down, setting aside the stack of reports I’d been trying to read. “Saw what, bud?”“A talking shadow.” His voice was trembling, but he still tried to sound brave.I smiled faintly, trying not to feed the fear. “A talking shadow? That’s new. What was it saying?”He frowned hard, trying to recall. “I don’t know. It sounded funny… like whispering. But it was standing near the kitchen window, and it looked like it was waiting for someone.”I wanted to laugh it off. Shadows waiting by windows, it sounded like something out
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