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Dawn's eyes blazed with quiet fury as she glared at me. I had to bite my tongue hard to keep from spilling words I might regret. From the moment she crashed into my life, everything turned upside down.
Before Dawn, I was a man with a single purpose: avenging Lyra.
That mission was my lifeline after Lyra's death. I foolishly thought that if I could just get revenge, I might wash away some of the red staining my hands. But now, I found myself pulled in two directions, like a tree split by lightning.
My hand opened and closed, itching to reach out and touch Dawn again. I don't think she realized how magnetic she was, drawing both men and wolves like moths to a flame. She looked as delicate as spun glass, but her spirit seemed unbreakable as diamond.
It made
