ANYA I stared at him, wide-eyed, my mouth slightly open. Did he just… speak in my head? I could still hear the echo of his voice inside me, deep, calm, steady. It didn’t sound human. It sounded… powerful. I didn’t know whether to be amazed or terrified. Hope flickered for a second, the kind of fragile, trembling hope I’d long buried, but I pushed it away. Hope is dangerous. Hope hurts. “Give him a chance,” my wolf, Luna, whispered softly. “He’s different.” I wanted to believe her, I really did… but what if she was wrong? What if he was just pretending until he got tired of me too? A soft knock pulled me from my thoughts. The door opened and the tall man from before stepped in, the one who brought the water. He must be Dorian. He carried a tray of food that smelled too good, and suddenly I realized how hungry I was. Still, I quickly pulled the blanket over myself, looking away. I didn’t want him, or anyone, to see me like this. “Your food,” Dorian said, setting the tra
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