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Chapter 46

Author: Layo
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-25 19:58:22

SILAS

“We have to go.”

Riley shook his head again, the same sharp refusal he’d been giving me all day. Without a word, he turned and stalked back to the kitchen. I followed him, leaning against the counter as he grabbed a glass of water.

This thing I’d become—the wolf—I hadn’t figured out how to settle into it yet. Everything felt too much: sounds sharper, scents stronger. It was like the world had been turned up to an unbearable volume. Even Riley’s voice, when he wasn’t careful, could scrape against my nerves like glass.

And then there was us. The tension that hung in the air every time he so much as glanced at the door. My gut clenched at the thought of him leaving—my mind spinning out scenarios where he walked away and never came back.

“It’s a death sentence,” Riley muttered, finally breaking the silence. His voice was rough, edged with frustration. “And he might already be—” He stopped himself, his jaw tightening as he gave me a look that said it all: *Why are we wasting our time
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