No protection.
No place to return to.
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Suddenly, the air shifted behind her.
Not a sound.
Not footsteps.
Presence.
Power.
Iva’s entire body jolted, instincts snapping tight like a drawn bowstring. She spun around, heart leaping into her throat—
James stood only a step away.
Silent. Immovable. Watching.
For a fraction of a second she could not breathe.
Then heat flooded her face as realization struck.
He had heard.
Of course he had heard.
Werewolf hearing. Nothing private. Nothing hidden.
Just great… she groaned inwardly, humiliation burning sharper than fear. Her pain, her shock, her weakness — all laid bare without her consent.
She lowered her gaze, unable to meet his eyes, and forced her trembling legs to move outside the building toward the car.
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