Duncan’s eyes narrowed as he stepped closer, his presence making my pulse stutter. The afternoon sun filtered through the trees, casting long shadows over the garden, but I felt exposed under his gaze. I curled my fingers behind me, pressing my injured wrist against my back, willing the wound to close before he noticed. Even though I didn't have my wolf, I still had my healing abilities. “What are you doing out here?” His voice was steady, but there was something beneath it. Something edged with suspicion.I forced a casual shrug, even as my heart pounded. “Just needed some air.”His gaze flickered to my hand, his wolf-sharp senses picking up something I couldn’t hide. I shifted, angling my body away from him, but it was too late. His fingers caught my wrist before I could react, his grip firm but not harsh.“April.” His tone was low, unreadable. “You’re hurt.”I swallowed hard. I couldn’t tell if it was an observation or an accusation. Having no other option, I exposed my hand letti
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