After tracking her scent through the corridors of the high-end den, having a server double-check the washrooms, and subtly questioning a few pack members about a girl with a sharp spine and a silk dress, Harrison finally caught her trail. I was sitting on a weathered stone bench outside the restaurant, staring into the dark tree line of the city park. Pushing his annoyance into the back of his mind, he approached with heavy, deliberate steps.“Madeline?” he called out, his voice low so as not to startle my heightened senses.I looked up, blinking against the streetlights. “Oh. You found me.” I shifted on the cold stone, leaving a gap for him.Harrison hesitated for a heartbeat before taking the seat beside me. “Are you alright?” he asked, draping a casual arm across the back of the bench, though his eyes remained sharp as he studied me.“I’m fine,” I lied, awkwardly rubbing my shoulder where the night air had begun to bite.From the way I was holding my breath, it was clear my equilib
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