DANNI’S POV
The cold stone remained indifferent to my fear, for it was merely stone. I pressed my fingers into the floor, seeking a tangible anchor amidst the disarray of my reality. The air itself felt tainted, stale and metallic, hinting at a prolonged and unsettling presence. Though I couldn't explain how, I knew acutely that I was no longer in the forest near Luka's place.
I swallowed hard. Think. Panicking won't help. My wolf pressed faintly at the edges of my mind, like claws scraping behind glass.
She was Blocked. Slightly Muted. But not gone.
Good.
That meant I wasn’t alone… just caged. I could figured out caged. I couldn’t let my fear and panic swallow me, it would do me no good.
Footsteps echoed. Slow but Measured. I didn’t look up right away. I wouldn’t give him that.
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