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The moment the front doors of the Manor had groaned shut behind us, Cassie had started cornering me with questions, which I honestly found amusing.
But then her voice began trailing off only when my nostrils flared. Her sweet, comforting scent of pine and rain had instantly been overwritten by something sharp, sudden, and blindingly familiar.
‘Alice.’ Her name flashed in my head like warning signals.
My eyes had gone hot, the subtle burn of gold bleeding into my vision as her scent profile registered, and an overwhelming urge to go to her invaded my thoughts. I hadn’t given Cassie an explanation; I had simply left her standing in the entrance hall, her eyes wide with a look that closely resembled fear, while my body took over, chasing the coordinates burning behind my eyes
