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The shower turns on in the bathroom. I close my eyes and allow myself a moment to imagine her standing in that tub. Drops of water falling over her naked body. Her hands rubbing all over, washing away any signs of our lovemaking.

You have bigger problems than worrying about her trying to get rid of your scent, my wolf says with an exasperated sigh. It’s not like other humans can sense it anyway.

She’s mine, I tell him, marking my territory like an alpha. She will be mine until I say otherwise.

That’s not how it works, he warns me. You should drop it and move on.

Right, I say and shake my head to banish territorial thoughts out of my mind. I don’t know what’s happening to me.

Me neither, my wolf admits with a quiet voice that makes me shudder. Maybe we’re in bigger shit than we’ve first thought.

Since I’m also in dire need of a shower, I don’t bother putting on a fresh set of clothes. I quickly locate my outfit from the night before and put on some pieces of it. Just enough to cover myself and give us an opportunity to have a serious conversation.

Not a second after I button up my shirt, Helia opens the bathroom door. She left her suitcase there, so I’m not surprised that she’s also dressed up. Skinny jeans and a white T-shirt look good on her. I wish I could tell her that, but judging by her face, there are other things that we need to get out of the way first.

“I’m here,” I tell her when her eyes dart around the room.

She turns to me and starts walking toward the living room with slow, tentative steps. She keeps her eyes averted away from me, and I nearly suggest for us to sit on the sofa but decide against it. I don’t think she’d appreciate the reminder of our lovemaking.

“The dining room?” I suggest, pointing a thumb over my shoulder.

Helia doesn’t reply and instead walks directly to the dining room. She hovers by the table, so I take the initiative and sit at the head of it. As soon as I’m seated, she moves to the opposite side and as far away from me as possible.

“Okay,” I say slowly, my brows furrowing. “Do you want to talk now or after breakfast?”

“I’ve lost my appetite,” she mutters, but I can hear her clear as day.

“Just say it,” I say with a sigh and lean back into the chair in resignation. “Let’s cut the crap. I know you know, so out with it.”

“So, it’s true then?” she asks, finally lifting her eyes to meet mine. I breathe in sharply when I notice hers glimmering with tears. “You’re a wolf.”

“Yes,” I confirm, not seeing the point in denying it.

Ask her, my wolf insists, being more annoying than encouraging.

I clear my throat and tilt my head to the side, giving her a questioning look. “How does a human know about wolves?”

Helia’s eyes widen and her mouth falls open. To say that her reaction is unexpected is an understatement, especially when she begins shaking her head.

“Oh, wow,” she breathes, her brows high. “This is worse than I’d thought.”

“What do you mean?” I ask with a bit more force than intended. I’m starting to lose my patience. I hate always being the last one to find things out.

“You think I’m a human,” she says as if trying to clarify it.

“Yes,” I confirm, then furrow my brows.

My own eyes widen when I finally get it. I jump off the chair so fast that it tips over. My nails shift into claws and my teeth extend into sharp fangs.

“You’re a witch,” I growl, my voice low and threatening. I glance around the room, waiting for her coven to come out. “Is this a trap?”

Helia doesn’t react at all. She remains seated, her eyes looking at me with terrible sadness. A lone tear trails its way down her cheek. After the longest moment, she shakes her head.

“No one’s coming,” she tells me. “I had no idea who...what you were.”

“Neither did I,” I confess. My chest hurts as if my heart has shattered into a million pieces, each of them sharper than the one before. “Wh-what do we do now?”

A knock on the door interrupts us. I dare a glance toward the sound.

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