AriaThe front door bursts open so hard it slams against the wall, and every muscle in my body locks tight.Then I see him.“Liam—”Theo and Kiara are half-carrying, half-dragging my brother inside, his arm slung over Theo’s shoulders. Blood streaks his shirt, dark and drying, and for a split second, the world narrows into a suffocating tunnel.They got him back.The weight that’s been crushing my chest since he left lifts just enough for me to breathe again.I’m moving before I realize it, my feet carrying me across the room. “Liam,” I say again, softer this time, like if I say it too loud he might disappear.They ease him down onto the couch, and I drop to my knees beside him, my hands hovering uselessly. I don’t know where to touch without hurting him.“I’m okay,” he mutters, but his voice is rough.“You don’t look okay.”My wolf stirs, restless beneath my skin. He smells like blood, she growls, pacing. Not all of it his. But enough.Kiara kneels on his other side, calm and focused
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