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They Won't Stop Until They're Dead!

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Jasmine’s POV

The silence feels heavier than the fight that just ended. My breath comes in shallow bursts as I stare at the spot where the intruder’s body dissolved into ash. The acrid scent of magic and death lingers in the air, making my wolf growl uneasily. I wrap my arms around myself, willing my racing heart to slow down.

Ramon stands before me, a shadowy figure against the dim light. His shoulders are tense, and his fists are still clenched, though the danger has passed. His face is unreadable, but I know him well enough to sense the storm brewing inside him.

“They’re coming for me,” I whisper, my voice trembling. The weight of it all presses down on me, the fights, the danger, the fact that I’m the cause of it. “They won’t stop, Ramon.”

He turns to me, his crimson eyes softening. “You’re not the cause of this, Jasmine,” he says firmly, as if reading my mind. He crosses the room in a flash, his hands cupping my face with a tenderness that makes my chest ache. “This isn’t your fa
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