The room is too quiet….the kind of silence that is heavy and suffocating.Like the air itself is waiting… watching… anticipating something violent.Nicholas stands exactly where Alvin had left him.He's standing by the window, unmoving and unblinking.The city stretched out beneath him, glowing with artificial life….cars moving, and people laughing.His reflection stared back at him from the glass….cold, sharp and unforgiving.But beneath that stillness…Aether is pacing…. restless, irritated, and furious.‘He’s taking too long,’ his wolf growls darkly. ‘We should’ve gone ourselves.’Nicholas doesn’t respond….not yet.Because he's listening, waiting, and tracking.Every second that passes without Alvin returning tightens something inside him…slowly coiling it into something dangerous.Then, the door opens.Nicholas doesn't turn, because he doesn't need to.He already knows it's Alvin, because the scent hit first, the sound of the door clicking shut, and then footsteps…. slow, careful,
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