Chapter 44
Tessa McCaide didn’t get much sleep that night, not that she had expected to. The adrenaline from the fight had left her wired, and even after the pack had settled back into the Laurent estate, her mind refused to shut off. Every shadow in the sprawling mansion seemed to move, every whisper of wind sounded like a warning. She wrapped herself in a blanket and sat on the edge of the bed, her laptop open but forgotten. Dastien had gone out with a few of the older wolves to scout the nearby woods, making sure nothing had followed them back. Tessa should have been relieved, but instead, her stomach churned. She felt vulnerable, exposed. Not like a human, but like a wolf caught in a trap. Her visions had been sharp during the battle, almost too much. She remembered flashes of fangs sinking int
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