LILA'S POV
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I stayed tucked against his chest for a while, listening to the slow rhythm of his breathing and the soft crackle of the fire.
When he finally let me go, it wasnât farâjust enough to turn my face up to his and brush a strand of hair from my eyes.
âLook around,â Darius said quietly, his voice warm. âThis is my life. I want you to see it.â
I blinked and turned slowly, really looking at the room for the first time. The firelight cast everything in gold and shadow.
On the far wall hung two great axes, their blades polished to a dark gleam. Between them, a carved wolfâs head jutted out, the teeth bared as if midâsnarl. I gasped softly without meaning to.
âYou⊠you hunted that?â I asked.
Dariusâs lips curved. âWhen I was seventeen,â he said. âIt took half a day and a lot
