After dinner, Hart escaped to the manor’s library, needing space to breathe and think.He made it maybe twenty minutes before Silimg found him, because apparently privacy was too much to ask for.“Hart,” she said, closing the library door behind her. “I was hoping we could talk privately.”“I don’t have anything to say to you,” Hart said, not looking up from the book he was pretending to read.“Then listen,” Silimg said, moving closer. “I’m not your enemy, despite what you think. I’m offering you a way out of an impossible situation.”“By stealing my mate?”“By giving Cole a politically stable option that doesn’t put the entire pack at risk,” Silimg corrected. “You’re suffering, Hart. I can see it, everyone can see it. Your body is rejecting the transformation, you’re hurting people you care about, and you’re isolated from your human family because they’re terrified of you.”Each word was perfectly calculated to hit exactly where it hurt most.“Cole loves you,” Silimg continued, sitti
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