~AMARIS The sharp, high-pitched resonance of that familiar voice sliced through the suffocating air of the ladies' room like a physical blade. “Gray! Everyone is waiting, where are you!” Ember’s call echoed down the long marble corridor outside, her footsteps approaching the outer entryway. The spell broke with a violent, jarring suddenness. Gray pulled away from me quickly, the oppressive heat of his body vanishing as he took a rapid step back onto the polished tiles. His large, iron fingers released my shoulder, and he reached down with a practiced, seamless motion to straighten the silver wolf-head emblems on his dark jacket. He didn't speak, but the way his pitch-dark eyes burned into mine made my lungs twist uncomfortably. It was a silent promise…a look of absolute, unyielding intent that clearly said, 'I'll be back for you, this isn't over yet.' Then, without a single backward glance, he turned on his heel and moved toward the exit, the heavy thudding of his leather boots aga
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