The bedroom floor was a mess, I bent down and picked up a moonstone bracelet.It was the only gift Damon had ever given me. Three years ago, during a full moon festival, he grabbed it casually from a market stall. It was cheap, poorly made, and the chain had already faded in places, but I had worn it for three years without ever taking it off.Now the chain was broken, moonstones scattered across the floor.The last time I packed my things, I still had not decided what to do with it. Clara had made the decision for me.I swept the broken bracelet and scattered stones into the trash.Damon did not come home that night. The wolf link between us was as still as dead water. I did not try to sense where he was. My wolf sealed off that side of the connection completely.I did not want to feel his emotions.I did not want to know where he was.I did not want to know whose side he was staying by.Before dawn the next morning, moonlight slanted through the windows. I woke to footsteps in the ha
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