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I don’t know where he was, but the sounds of my claws against the hardwood floor was enough to catch his attention because I fucking lost it and he had to put me in the cage again.

It kills him every time he has to. I try to keep control of myself as best as I can, but when the dreams screw me up, my only instinct is to bite him again. For the sake of not shedding any blood—because, yup, even wolf Fallon freaks out when he starts bleeding—he grips my muzzle, hefting me up, then slides me back into my cage until I’m good again.

The ache inside of him echoes down our bond. When I experience emotions that aren’t mine, I realize that that’s what’s happening. It’s my turn to take care of him.

I just hope it’s not too late.

Lucas is doing everything he can, but once he catches on that I’m responding to his emotions, he caps them. He pulls them back. Part of me feel like I’ve lost him, while I wonder if I really ever had him.

When I’m not lost to my wolf, I remember his sigh. When he saw me curled up in the cage, tail wrapped around me, ears arrowed back, Lucas sighed, then scrubbed his hand over his face.

I miss his glower. What I wouldn’t give to say something snarky to him, or maybe ask him one of my hundred questions, and get that old familiar glower in return.

I’m sorry, Lucas. I’m so fucking sorry…

But being sorry isn’t enough to help me find my way back to him, and I only hope that—when I finally do—he’ll still be there waiting for me.

That’s what he said, right? To me… to her… to us… that’s what Lucas promised.

Hold on a little longer, Luc. I’m coming.

CHAPTER 3

QUICKSILVER

I’m in the cage again.

When it’s just Lucas and me, he lets me roam around the piano room, stretching my legs. So long as I’m not being aggressive, he encourages me to.

But something’s different—again. Because today? It’s not just Lucas and me.

There are three others in the room.

Eleanor is sitting cross-legged at that backside of my cage, fingers stroking my tail fur.

I like Eleanor. She visits me sometimes, her cheery tone making me feel like this is just a tiny blip, that I can fix this. Once I could understand what she was saying, it was almost exactly like that.

“Come back to Lucas. The Alpha needs you. C’mon, sweetie. You’re really going to go all wolf on me, leaving me to be the only human in the pack? No, no… let’s see you in your skin again, yeah? You’ve got this.”

I don’t got this.

Lucas has told me so many times before that all I have to do is reach down deep, tell my wolf to back off and let Fallon out. If only I had any freaking clue how to do that.

Eleanor’s mate is here, too. Kirk. I remember Kirk. He’s a delta, so his wolf seems to be as powerful as mine, only he’s been a wolf a lot longer than I have. When his dark eyes land on me, I want to challenge him to take his place in the pack, but I don’t.

Eleanor wouldn’t like it. Neither would Lucas. He gets so disappointed when I growl, so though I want to know, I force it back.

Progress.

Kirk’s not the only reason I want to bare my fangs. It’s the other wolf in the room. The other female.

I don’t like her.

At first, I think it’s because she’s a she-wolf. I’ve picked up notes in her scent that match mine now, that I find in Lucas, and know it’s because she’s like me: masquerading as a human while, really, she’s got a wolf inside of her just waiting to break free.

But something about her rubs my fur the wrong way, and it takes me longer than it should to remember who she is.

Jade.

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