Cain’s POV The air in the bedroom had turned thick, humid with her heat-scent, like crushed pine and wild honey. It clawed at the back of my throat, made my wolf snarl behind my teeth. Sarah’s pupils were blown wide, black swallowing the hazel, and every breath she took dragged another wave of that
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