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I pushed myself upright, my legs trembling beneath me as I struggled to stand. One hand flew to my chest instinctively, fingers pressing hard over my racing heart as if I could steady it through sheer force of will.
“What did you do to me?” I demanded, my voice hoarse, raw with disbelief.
Liora scoffed immediately, the sound sharp and defensive. “What are you talking about?” she snapped. “You’re losing your mind.”
“No,” I said, shaking my head slowly, my gaze never leaving her throat. “I felt it. I felt it.” My breath came uneven as the memory surged again, heat, power, certainty. “My wolf. That necklace…”
The words tasted unreal on my tongue.
My wolf.
The thought alone should have been laughable but whatever I had felt moments ago had been undeniable. It had been alive. A p
