Sienna POVThe slap didn’t just sting—it rang.My cheek burned, hot and pulsing, like Piper’s palm had left a whole handprint carved into my skin. I stumbled back a step, breathing hard, fingers reaching instinctively for my face as my ears filled with the sharp inhale of everyone in the lobby.The receptionist gasped first.Her eyes widened, her hand flying over her mouth like she had just witnessed a murder instead of workplace drama.Piper’s reaction was slower. She tilted her head, blinked once, and then gave this sickening little pout.“Awwn,” she cooed, dragging out the fake sympathy like it tasted sweet to her. “I’m so sorry, did my claws scratch you?”The word claws should’ve been a joke, but it wasn’t. Not from her. Piper’s claws were freshly done—long, shiny, sharp. She knew exactly what she did.Something warm slid down my chin.I touched it with trembling fingers, expecting maybe sweat or tears.But when I pulled my hand back…Red.Blood.My blood.On my fingers.Right in
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