Grace POV

Damien drags me through the corridors, his grip bruising.

His urgency sends alarm bells ringing. What is he so desperate to hide?

That wolf knew something Damien would kill to protect.

I force the questions down. Focus on surviving.

"I want to talk," I say. "In your office. About my people."

"No."

He yanks me toward the stairs. Toward the residential wing.

Ice floods my veins. I know where he's taking me.

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