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Cedric
Sleep doesn’t come easily for me anymore. All I can think about is protecting Laila. It doesn’t help that I hear every one of her movements in her bedroom just above me. After we walked back from the lake last night, I took her home and slept on her couch. The bond is getting stronger between us; I can feel it. She opens up to me more and more with each passing day. Still, the lingering thought of her losing her magic because of me doesn’t settle well. I would never forgive myself if that happened.
Stretching my arms above my head, I listen to Laila. She hums a lot, and I love it. Sometimes I don’t think she realizes she’s doing it. The sound of crunching snow catches my attention along with the familiar scent of a royal arctic wolf. I walk to the door and step out onto the po
