Liora’s P.O.V. “The fight is tomorrow,” Gavin said, his voice rising despite himself. “I have less than twenty-four hours to prepare...” My heart slammed against my ribs. Before he could say another word, I lunged forward and clamped my hand over his mouth. “Shhh!” I pointed toward my ears, my eyes wide with warning. “They can hear.” As everyone had supernatural hearing in this house, speaking loudly was risky. Anyone could hear the news I was trying so hard to hide. Gavin froze beneath my touch, clearly not expecting that reaction. His eyes searched mine for a second, surprised and confused. “Please,” I whispered, easing my hand away, “lower your voice.” He exhaled quietly, collecting himself. As he nodded in agreement, I turned and moved toward the door, my instincts already on edge. I opened it just a fraction, peeking into the corridor. Thankfully, the corridor was empty, not a single person in sight. Still, I stayed there a second longer, listening. Only then did I shu
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