Xander’s POVAs soon as my mother went away, there was silence in my inner room – as if a curtain had fallen on a scene at the end of a play. My eyes were glued to the shut door long after her footsteps, as if the harder I looked, the more things would stay the same. I didn’t move. Didn’t think in any structured way. I was, just here, and the memories churned through the hours, in a dark, steady turn, as if lives had been lost, and the elder had spoken to me with his measured voice, as if his duty was all I needed, to sew everything back together.Underneath, sharper than anything else…Bella.Once her name came from my lips my wolf moved inside me with all the intensity, no, with just one immovable certainty, that’s all.That was an order that resounded through my brain like a pulse that could not be damped. My hands gripped the edge of the desk and my jaw clenched so tightly I grew in pain. My wolf had been like this for days—relentless, persistent, refusing to let her go.Suddenly
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