RaeRae-bug.The name landed somewhere deeper than recognition. For a second, I was five again, small enough for Mom to lift me onto the kitchen counter while she cooked, my legs swinging against the cabinet doors while she laughed and slapped my hand away from the cutting board.Rae-bug, leave the strawberries alone.Come here, Rae-bug.Bedtime, bug.Nobody had called me that since she died.My throat tightened before I could stop it, and Elena saw. Something softened in her expression, almost tender, but instead of comforting me, it made my skin prickle. She had been watching for that reaction. Maybe not consciously, maybe not cruelly, but she had known exactly what that name would do to me.My wolf remained rigid inside me.Liar.That was the problem. Elena had already admitted to things a liar should have tried to hide. She admitted accessing Calder’s reports, searching Rav
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