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Magister Orion personally escorts us up the mysterious spiral staircase to two adjoining rooms, promising to begin my training in the morning. O

The moment the door closes behind him, I pull out my phone, unsurprised to see no new texts or phone calls. Sister Miriam did say only the occasional ones text would come through.

So I call Lucas.

He answers on the first ring.

"Are you okay?"

His question is more of a shouted demand for an answer, and I hold the phone several inches away from my ear, blinking at the force of his volume. "Yes. I'm fine. Did you get Kellan's messages?"

"Do you need help? When can you come home? Why won't our phone calls connect? Is everyone treating you okay? Are you in danger? Have you eaten?"

"No. Soon. I don't know. Yes. No. Not yet." My lips curve at the way his questions barrage my ear. "I miss you."

"I miss you too, Ave. So much." Lucas's voice softens, the rough edges smoothing into something tender that wraps around my heart. "I understand why you're there. I do. But I don't like it."

As if sensing the shift in conversation, Vanessa catches my eye, tilting her head toward the adjoining room. Marcus follows, the door clicking shut behind them, leaving me alone with Lucas's

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voice in my ear.

Questions pepper through the phone, rapid-fire, all with the same ultimate theme: Is the city safe? Can Alpha Renard or my family

find me?

different from the rest of the city somehow. Only accessible by portal, I think. They don't have access here, Lucas. Sister Miriam promised. Even Sister Miriam can't come here." I settle onto

going to keep you there forever?" The suspicion in his words is both legitimate and something that makes little giggles bubble in the back

"No, Actually-"

phone to tell someone to enter. I try to listen in, but it's impossible to clarify the words coming out of whoever he's

ice forming into an anxious ball

There's been an uproar in the Council." Exhaustion roughens his tone, grim and heavy. The ball of ice transforms into a lead weight that drops my stomach

broken only by the static

separated

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our authority by allowing the takeover of the Blackwood

timed perfectly. We lost a few

my legs turn to jelly. Sliding onto the bed,

war is

a punch. War. The weight of it steals my breath, leaves me reeling.

in the city. Stay safe. You're probably safer there than here, now. Blackwood is under our control, but only because they haven't attacked there yet. Our forces are too scattered, spread over too wide an area. We're working with the other alphas on bringing reinforcements, but without knowing

The denial rips from my throat, fierce and unyielding. "Westwood is

he wants to say. "It might be a blessing in disguise that you're there. It was the last place I wanted you to be, but now...'

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you'd be a liability to any of my teams. I can't send you into a battlefield

thought it would. Biting my

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on your

of them even died under the care of the nurses. I'm sure they

decisions weighs heavy on my shoulders. Too weak. Too self-centered. Too many bad decisions. And now my mate is fighting the real war brought to his

keep whining

more important concerns than dealing

your way. But Lucas, promise you'll

voice cracks a little.