SYLVARA POVI forced myself to steady my breathing.In. Out.The heat in my veins slowly faded, but it didn’t disappear completely. It stayed there, coiled under my skin like something waiting.I turned slowly.Maren stood a few steps behind me, arms folded, watching like she had been there the whole time.Her expression was calm. Obviously annoyed“You might be feeling like you’ve won,” she said, voice cold.I straightened my posture, forcing my face to stay neutral. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”Her lips curved slightly.“Oh, don’t do that,” she said, taking a slow step closer. “That little moment just now… You felt it, didn’t you? ”I didn’t respond.Her eyes narrowed slightly, studying me.“That pull,” she continued softly. “The hunger. The loss of control… the beast in you .”My jaw tightened.“I said I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I repeated.Maren let out a small, mocking breath of laughter.“You always were good at pretending,” she said. “Pretending to be
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