Tamara’s POVI didn’t wait after Kat told me. I moved.Deep down, I felt it had something to do with me. I asked questions, searched every alley until I saw a path streaked with blood. I followed it and reached the woods.Branches snapped under my boots as I tracked the trail, chest tight, breath sharp. The air smelled wrong. Metal. Sweat. Blood.“Serene,” I called out, scanning the ground.A shift sounded behind me, my heightened senses snapping alert. I turned fast, but something struck my side hard. I went down, shoulder slamming into dirt.I rolled, swinging my arm. My fist connected with something solid.“Careful,” a voice hushed calmly.Hands grabbed me, one pinning my wrist, another pressing against my back. They were stronger. It wasn’t mundane strength.“Get off me,” I snapped, struggling, muscles tensing.“You’re stronger than they said,” another voice muttered.I twisted, knee driving upward. A sharp exhale followed.“Hold her.” A sting pierced my neck.I froze, vision blur
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