Calla's POVSomething moved inside me.In the hollow place where my wolf used to sit, curled and warm under my ribs.Something small and stupid and impossible twitched, like a limb that's been asleep too long, remembering it still belongs to a body.I froze.The coals had stopped burning me an hour ago, or a day ago, I couldn't tell anymore, time didn't work right in this room, but that twitch was new. That twitch hadn't been there before."Hello?" I whispered it at my own wrist, at the dark stain where the mark used to glow gold. Stupid. Talking to a scar."Are you still in there?"Nothing answered. Of course, nothing answered. I pressed my palm flat against my sternum and held my breath and waited, and when nothing else moved, I let the breath out, shaking and told myself I'd imagined it, because the alternative was hope, and hope in this room was just another way to bleed.I closed my eyes. That was the mistake. That was always the mistake, because the second the room went dark beh
Last Updated : 2026-07-10
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