Marie’s PovThe door to Room 412 might as well have been a vault made of reinforced titanium. Even through the heavy wood and the hiss of the hospital’s ventilation, I could sense him. The air in my room had changed, it had become charged, thick with the scent of cedarwood, rain, and the lingering, metallic tang of a rage so potent it felt like it could blister paint.I sat on the edge of the bed, my fingers knotting together in my lap until my knuckles turned a ghostly white. My heart was a frantic, trapped thing, drumming against my ribs in a rhythm of pure, unadulterated dread. Outside, I heard the low, rhythmic thud of a heavy boot, then silence. Then a muffled sound, a laugh?"Unbelievable," I heard Kaelen’s voice, sharp and dry, cutting through the tension in the hallway. "You were about to burn the entire world to the ground a moment ago, Astance. You were ready to tear an Alpha’s throat out in front of a live feed. And now, you can’t even step foot in a room?"I closed my eye
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