Cressida's povWhen I opened my eyes, everyone was fussing over Lucian.Not me. Him. Wolves crowded around his bed, blocking my view, their voices overlapping in a blur of worry and commands. Madame Voss was at his side, her hands pressing bandages to his wounds, her face was tight from concentration. Kade stood at the foot of the bed, barking orders at enforcers I didn't recognize.Meanwhile, I was on the floor.Not on purpose. I didn't remember falling. I just remembered the sanctuary crumbling, Lucian carrying me, and then nothing. Now I was sitting against the cold stone wall, my legs stretched out in front of me with my back aching.No one looked at me.I tried to stand and yet my legs wouldn't hold me. My arms shook when I pushed against the floor. Every part of me felt hollow...like someone had scooped out my insides and left nothing but empty space."Cressida."Lucian's voice. Weak and strained.I looked up to see that he was reaching for me. His hand stretched across the gap
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