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... the door, tinged with a subtle tension. "Are... are you okay?"
I shot up in bed, my heart pounding like a drum. The dream I just had still lingered in my mind—a moonlit forest, a pack of wolves growling, and me standing in the middle of it all, a searing heat on my neck like a brand. I could even smell the scent of pine needles mixed with blood.
His voice was like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing all my chaotic thoughts, yet it ignited a different, deeper unease. ...
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