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The Darkness Takes Hold
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The forest pressed in around me, thick with silence.The wind carried a warning, a whisper against my skin.I should turn back.I didn’t.I kept moving, step after step, deeper into the unknown. I had made my choice.Find Ronan. Get answers. Before it’s too late.The black mist curled around my fingers again, restless. Hungry.I clenched my fists. It flickered, resisting me before it faded.Not gone. Just waiting.I swallowed hard.Something inside me was changing.And I didn’t know if I could stop it.—A sound behind me.A rustling. Steady. Measured.Not Ronan.But familiar.Derek.The scent of him hit me before I turned.He emerged from the trees, his frame tall, rigid, his golden eyes burning with something I didn’t want to name.Anger.Frustration.Relief.And something else—something worse.I exhaled slowly. “You shouldn’t be here.”Derek’s jaw clenched. “Neither should you.”His voice was rough, edged with something raw.I crossed my arms, keeping my face neutral. “Did Alec sen
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