WINTER POVThe house didn’t feel like a house anymore.It felt like a war zone.Men in black uniforms moved through every room, speaking into radios, checking windows, securing doors. The shattered front entrance was being boarded up, wood slamming into place with sharp, echoing cracks.Every sound made my body flinch.I stood in the middle of the living room, arms wrapped tightly around myself, trying to breathe through the adrenaline still flooding my veins.Marcus had been here.He’d stood exactly where I was standing.He’d looked at me like—“Winter.”Dante’s voice cut through my thoughts. Calm. Controlled. But underneath it… something darker.I turned.He stood a few feet away, jacket off now, sleeves rolled up, a faint bruise forming along his ribs where Marcus had hit him. Luca was speaking quietly to one of the security men near the door, while Kai leaned against the wall, jaw tight, eyes still burning with leftover violence.They were all watching me.Not like prey.Like some
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