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Her breathing stabilized, turning into a deep, ragged rhythm.
I lifted her gently, carrying her weakened body to a recessed alcove at the end of the hall, tucked safely away from the line of fire.
"Watch her," I snapped at my dad, who was watching me in absolute, speechless shock.
I turned around, the air freezing in my lungs as a low, mocking laugh echoed down the corridor.
Ethan was standing up, wiping chemical foam and dark blood from his jaw. His monstrous, half-wolf physique was hunched, his claws scraping against the concrete walls as he adjusted his weight. He looked at me, his amber eyes glowing with cynical, twisted amusement.
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