Eden’s POVThe cabin was in complete disarray. The roof was caving in and the front door was missing. We approached with caution.We could smell him before we saw him. A putrid stench, unlike anything I’d ever smelled.Zara crouched down onto her front legs and whined.“It’s his wolf,” she told me. “His wolf is rotting.”It did smell a lot like rotten meat. Rotten meat and wet, moldy fur. The smell was so bad, my eyes watered.We heard a noise in a room towards the back. My heart pounded as we followed the noise. Sure enough, Adrian was in the room, sprawled out on the floor.I rushed to his side. He was laying on his back, staring up at the ceiling. His eyes were empty and vacant. At first, I was pretty sure he was dead. But then I saw the soft rise and fall of his chest. His face was expressionless.“Adrian?” I whispered, as I took in the sight of him. It was horrific. Far worse than I could have ever imagined. I’d never seen a werewolf hooked on Milkweed before. There were tufts of
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