EZEKIEL'S POV:“Are you okay, man?” Chris asked, worry etched on his face as he approached me. We were at the bar in the castle, trying to unwind with a drink.I shook my head, letting out a heavy sigh as I lifted my glass of vodka. The harsh burn of the liquor hit my throat, making me groan in discomfort.“My Wolf has been restless, and I don’t know why,” I muttered, avoiding his gaze.With a comforting hand on my shoulder, Chris smiled. “I’m sure it’s nothing to worry about,” he reassured me. But even with his words, an unsettling feeling gnawed at me, refusing to let go.“I know how to lift your spirits,” he suddenly exclaimed, his grin wide and infectious. I raised an eyebrow, curious. “And what would that be?”He chuckled softly and settled onto the stool beside me, swirling his own drink. My patience was wearing thin.“Elsa,” he whispered, his eyes sparkling with excitement.A smile tugged at my lips, but it faded just as quickly. I hadn’t seen Elsa all afternoon.“Um…”Whatever
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