Dorian’s POV Blackthorn had always been more than a place, it was on its own alive, a living breathing thing aside the drama and full blown struggle to stay alive, there was the little things that made it a home, footsteps echoing through corridors, guards trading shifts, the low murmur of council debates but tonight the halls felt held, as though the pack itself was waiting to see what I would do next but I didn’t. I turned the corner hard, my boot striking stone and there I saw Astrid, standing near her own chamber, her posture relaxed with fingers trailing lightly along the wall as though she belonged to the place by right. She turned when she sensed me. “Dorian,”she said softly, turning towards me. “You seem…restless.” “Funny,” I replied, stopping a few steps away. “I was thinking the same about you.” Her smile didn't falter, but something flickered behind her eyes, defenses sliding quietly into place. “You’ve been quite busy.” I continued in a low voice. “You are at every co
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