Jace's POV
5 months later...
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Carol has been acting strange all week. I knew she was worried because she hadn't changed into her Lycan form, but there was something else.
I have tried to talk to her, but she is always angry at me. She was more irritable than usual, snapping at me over the smallest things. Every attempt to talk to her ended in an argument. It was like walking on eggshells around her, and I hated it.
Tonight was no different. We were in the kitchen, and I was trying to help her with dinner—or at least, I thought I was helping. She was chopping vegetables with a little too much force, her jaw clenched, and her eyes focused on the cutting board as if it had personally offended her.
“You’re going to cut your finger off if you keep that up,” I said light
