LEERA POVI wake up and ROMAN is gone.Not gone-gone. His scent is still warm on the pillow beside me, which means he left recently, and the bond is calm and close, which means he's somewhere in the house. My wolf isn't alarmed. She's the one who woke me actually not because she was scared, but because she was curious. That low, alert nudge she's been giving me since she showed up properly, the one that says pay attention.So I pay attention.The room is still dark but the dark has that gray thinning quality that comes just before sunrise. My body wants to go back under. My wolf is done negotiating on that.I pull on the sweatshirt from the floor beside the bed and pad out to the hallway.The house is quiet but it isn't empty. There's a light downstairs and the faint, low sound of people talking too measured to be the TV, too quiet to be a full conversation, more like the kind of talking people do when they're working and speaking only when the work requires it.I come down the stai
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