EVELYN“It’s a trap.”The words left my mouth quietly, but every guard around us heard them. The street suddenly felt smaller. The warehouse ahead seemed darker.More dangerous. Keiran’s jaw tightened beside me. Uriel cursed under his breath. For several seconds, nobody moved. Then Keiran stepped closer.“What exactly do you sense?”I closed my eyes. The white wolf stretched beneath my skin.Not fighting me.Not clawing for freedom.Working with me.For the first time in my life, I wasn’t trying to suppress her. I was listening.“There are people inside,” I said.“How many?” Uriel asked.“I don’t know.”I frowned.“Maybe twenty. Maybe more.”A ripple of tension spread through the guards.“And there’s blood.”Keiran immediately looked at me.“Fresh blood?”I nodded.“Very fresh.”Uriel exchanged a grim look with Keiran.“Someone’s already dead.”“No.”My eyes opened.The certainty surprised even me.“They’re injured.”Both men stared.“How do you know?”I pointed toward the warehouse.
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