DEBBY’S POV__________________________________“Levin, you’re too easy on her,” I say, my voice sharp, standing in the mansion’s basement hall. The air’s damp, smelling like old stone and rust, and the fake shard’s locked in a steel box behind a heavy door, its hum buzzing in my ears. My heart’s racing, my new wolf senses picking up every creak, every heartbeat. I’m Debby, still figuring out this wolf bite, and I’m mad. Sasha’s upstairs, bandaged from her warehouse fight with that hunter Caleb, and Jerry’s with her, too close for my liking. Morgana’s spell is getting stronger, and I’m scared for my son.Levin’s gold eyes meet mine, his arms crossed, his face tired but firm. “Debby, Sasha brought back intel,” he says, his voice low. “Caleb said Morgana’s at the ritual ground, waking some bloodstone map. She’s pack, not the enemy.”“Pack?” I snap, my voice loud, my hands shaking. “She ran off alone, Levin! A hunter! What if she’s working with Morgana, like Caleb or Tara?”“She’s not,” L
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