VINCENT’S POVThree days. Only three days since Paris walked away, and the emptiness already clawed at me like a living thing. I could not eat. I could not sleep. Every room in the castle felt too big, too quiet. Her scent still lingered on the pillows, on the sheets, but it faded a little more each hour. I paced the halls like a trapped animal. My hands shook. My chest burned.The demon wolf inside me growled louder than ever. He wanted blood. He wanted fire. He wanted her back.Countless times I went into her room and out, tugging onto the sheets in secret. A few times I was almost caught by Liam, or Steffon who kept looking for me. I crossed on my paper, marking the third day since her disappearance. As I closed the book, a knock landed on my door. It was gentle at first, then louder. “Yes,” I called. The door creaked open and Morgana walked in. Her eyes were red, heavy with tears because her mother didn’t let her go back with her. “Why aren’t you sleeping?” I asked, picking
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