PhoebeSoft laughter from Zion and Finley drifted faintly through the doorway when Hayden’s gaze met mine—steady, unreadable, and just a little too serious.“So,” he said, his tone a mix of calm and curiosity, “who are you planning to spend the night with, Phoebe?”The question sliced through the air, silencing everything around us.I could almost hear the shift in their breathing—three pairs of lungs, suddenly out of sync. Zion leaned lazily against the wall with that infuriating smirk of his, while Finley pretended to focus on his drink, though his eyes kept flicking up at me.I drew in a slow breath, trying to calm the restless thud in my chest. Persephone—my inner wolf—stirred softly within me, whispering a single name. And somehow, I already knew what my answer would be.“Adonis,” I finally said, my voice quiet but firm.Three sets of eyes widened instantly.Finley let out a dramatic sigh. “Of course. The genius himself.”Zion chuckled, nudging him with an elbow. “Come on, Fin. T
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