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Author: Ivana Jameson
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-18 18:37:28

The chill in the air greeted me before I even opened my eyes. The room was cold, the kind of cold that seeped into your bones and refused to leave. It was the third day since Jake had left, and the emptiness beside me in bed was a cruel reminder of his absence. I pulled the blanket tighter around myself, trying to ward off not just the cold, but the creeping dread that had taken root in my chest.

Where are you, Jake?

The pack house seemed quieter than usual, as if everyone was holding their breath. I forced myself out of bed, wrapping a shawl around my shoulders before heading downstairs. The hallway was empty, save for the occasional creak of the old floorboards beneath my feet.

I was pouring myself a cup of tea in the kitchen when the door swung open, and Fatima stepped inside, her face pale and drawn.

“You didn’t sleep, did you?” she asked, raising an eyebrow as she took in my disheveled appearance.

I shook my head. “I can’t. Every time I close my eyes, I think of Jake ou
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