That night, Clara didn't sleep. Her heart raced, her skin was clammy, and every muscle refused to relax.She tried, but every time she closed her eyes, the bullet hovered before her, spinning as if awaiting her command.Ash murmured her name each time she blinked, a plea he dared not speak aloud.The silence in the cabin was heavy, making her conscious of her breathing. Ash had left the lantern on, its dim glow spreading over the table.She was aware that the conversation would be difficult, even if she had no idea what they were talking about.She was still awake at daybreak.Outside, footsteps crunched. Through the window, a shadow moved. In addition, Ash entered through the creaking door.He looked worn. Not physically—wolves rarely did—but his eyes were darker, softer, burdened by a choice he never meant to make."You didn't sleep.""Neither did you."He hesitated.Shut the door after him. leaned against it as if he wasn't sure if getting closer was wise or risky.Clara wrapped he
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