Chapter 38: The Cage of Truth

Consciousness returned not as a gentle tide, but as a riptide.

One second there was nothing but the black void of shock, the next, a sensory overload so violent it stole the air from my lungs.

The scent hit me first, pine, clean cotton, and beneath it, the wild, unmistakable musk of him. Of wolf....

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