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I'm in the library again when he finds me.
Should've known the peace wouldn't last. I've been here for hours, buried in medical texts because focusing on anatomy diagrams keeps me from thinking about what's coming, about the vial in my drawer, about Benedicta's hand on his shoulder.
The door opens without warning.
Winter's scent fills the room as much as his intimidating frame fills the doorway, his presence immediately sucking the air from the room. He's dressed in all black—dress shirt rolled to his elbows, slacks that hug his thighs in ways I absolutely should not be noticing—and there's something different about his energy tonight. Something darker, more predatory than usual.
Dangerous.
"Freda said you've been here since morning." His voice is cold, as controlled as usual, h
