I wait a moment after Mason leaves, watching Damon’s chest rise and fall, once, twice, just to be sure.Then I move.I slip out of the room, easing the door shut behind me without a sound.The moment I step into the corridor, I have to swallow hard.Three bodies. Still and lifeless.A guard lies slumped near the doorway, head tilted at an unnatural angle, uniform darkened and heavy with blood.Another sags against the opposite wall, collar soaked, a trail running downward as if he had a terrible neck injury.I shut my eyes for a second, forcing the content of my stomach to remain down.It doesn’t fully cooperate.I dry heave, one hand pressing hard against my abdomen until the wave passes.When I open my eyes again, Mason is already farther down the hall.Leaving.Getting away.I force my legs to move.Past the bodies, past the metallic smell that clings to the air so tightly it feels alive.Each step is as quiet as I can make them.I follow at a distance.Far enough that his wolf hea
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