59 — What Burns---She found him on the fourteenth floor.She’d been running the staircase with Marsel’s wolves behind her and the Tower groaning around her like a living thing in its final hour, the east face shedding glass in sheets that caught the dawn light as they fell, and she’d been saying his name into the dead radio with the specific, terrible calm of someone who has decided that the alternative to calm is not survivable.He was in the corridor off the east atrium, moving toward the stairwell she’d just come up, and when she rounded the corner and saw him she stopped so suddenly the wolf behind her nearly knocked her down.He was bleeding. His left side, below the bandaged wound from two nights ago, a new dark stain spreading through his shirt. He was moving anyway, which was the most Dom thing she’d ever witnessed, and when he saw her his expression did the thing it had been doing for weeks now — cycling through several things at once before settling on the one he could man
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