CYPRUS POV:
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The forest is quiet, but my mind is anything but chaos. Each step I take alongside Cassandra feels heavier than the last. The scent of damp earth fills the air, the wind whispering through the trees, but none of it soothes the storm raging inside me.
I can’t shake it off. Her words repeat in my head, twisting like a knife. Words that don’t make sense, words that need further explanation.
She said that during the days she was missing, she and that werewolf had been living under the same roof. She didn’t even try to come back to us, as if she truly wanted to stay with him—as if they were protecting each other, as if they belonged together.
And yet… she claimed she hadn’t expected him to be so vicious when he shifted. That it was her first time seeing him like that.
Fi
