Damien's POV William, my wolf, finally surged to the surface, forcing me back into control and knitting the wounds the curse had torn into my body.You’re not doing this to our mate, are you? He growled in my head. Forcing her against her will?The accusation hit hard, making guilt twist in my gut. My gaze found Scarlet. Her chest rose and fell in quick, uneven breaths—fear and anxiety written all over her face.“Scarlet… I didn’t mean—”“It’s all good.” She cut me off with a short nod, though her voice was flat. She stepped further away, as if the extra space between us could keep her safe, then murmured, “Just eight days…”Before I could say another word, she reached for the door, yanked it open, and was gone.The emptiness she left behind was suffocating. My chest ached. Not from the curse this time, but from something far more dangerous. I pressed a hand to it, leaning against the wall for balance.The door swung open again.“Callan,” I ground out, forcing my stance upright. I kne
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