INARA'S POV The door clicked shut behind Grayson, leaving me alone in his private chambers with half-eaten food and a racing heart. I stared at the spot where he’d been sitting, replaying that last intense look he gave me. Two months. We had two whole months before the ritual, and already I felt like I was drowning in whatever this thing between us was. My wolf wouldn’t settle—she kept pacing inside me, urging me to go after him, to wait up like some lovesick pup.I wasn’t that girl. Or at least, I didn’t want to be.I helped clear the table a little, then slipped back to my own room, but sleep was a joke. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his silver gaze dropping to my lips, felt the ghost of his fingers on my jaw from earlier that day. By the time the sky started lightening outside, I gave up and went for a walk in the gardens to clear my head.The morning air was cool, carrying the scent of dew and pine. I wandered the paths, trying to rehearse how I’d act normal around him tod
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