Flavia’s POV“He has found us.”Caelan smiled. It wasn't his smile.Every part of me went cold.His eyes were completely black, swallowing the gold beneath them. The hand around my wrist tightened until his claws pressed against my skin.“Caelan?”His head tilted. “Run, Flavia.”I didn't.Instead, I stepped closer.“Why aren't you listening?” “Because you asked me to run.”“That was the point.” “And I don't like being ordered around.”For half a second, something flickered across his face.Almost amusement. Then the darkness returned.“Still stubborn.”I stared at him. That sounded like him.“Caelan?”His grip loosened.His eyes flashed gold.Then black again.He stumbled backward and caught the stone wall.“Stay there.”I stayed.His breathing became rough. The claws slowly disappeared from his fingers.When he finally looked at me again, his eyes were gold.“I hate this.”I walked toward him. “You don't have to.” His eyebrows pulled together.“Don't start.”“Start what?” “Trying to ma
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