I had been awake since three.Not the bond’s fault entirely, though it had its share of the blame. The bond was louder now, less like pressure and more like sound, a frequency my body had tuned to without my permission. Sleep kept breaking apart at the edges and I kept waking in a dark room with my heart running slightly fast and the awareness of him somewhere in the northern wing, restless in the same hours I was restless.I lay still and ran the study scene the way I would run any field debrief.Facts only. Sequence. What was said, what was not said, what each action indicated about the other person’s position.He had not confiscated the vial.He had seen it, identified it, asked me what they were holding over me, and then kept it when I left it on his desk. I had learned this obliquely from Soren that morning, the kind of information Soren released in single sentences when he had decided I needed it. It’s secured. Two words and a look that told me secured meant the Alpha’s safe and
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