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Chapter 1

I can feel Malachi’s heartbeat It throbs inif it wasn’t so foreign After all, it’s not as if I’ with my head on his chest the way I have many times in the last month Malachi isn’t even in the house

He’s across the county, thebetween us

I rub the back of ainst , it’s that the sensation of ical in nature, rather than physical Malachi assures ht actually be reassuring if his dark eyes weren’t worried every time he looks at me Better than Rylan, on’t look at me at all I still don’t understand why he hasn’t left our little nest and taken his chances on his own I don’t understand him

And Wolf?

Wolf, true to form, offered to carve open my chest to relieve me of the sensation

“Stop it”

I don’t look over as Rylan’s icy words cut through the stillness of the loft “You’re talking to me no novel” I dropback to rubbing my sternu in ”

“About time,” Rylan mutters

At that, I finally face him “It’s been a month Leave if you hate it with me that much”

“I would if I could” He practically hurls the words atether as he has from the moment I met him, his dark hair cut short on the silvered temples, his endless supply of suits without a wrinkle out of place The only tiht we all fucked, subsequently awakeningus in this mess

Together