The only sound was a high, white, buzzing, static, and the taste of blood in my mouth. Not struggle to get away, but struggle because I couldn't help it. I opened my eyes and met Damian's green gaze. I started to look into his face, but Damian came to his knees, as if he would run toward something I couldn't see.
What smile? I said. I let myself sink into a warm nest of leather, and blanket, and body, and shared warmth, and the distant smell of wolf, and I slept. Clair gave him quick eye flicks, as if he made her nervous. I couldn't hear what she was saying, or any noise from the crowded, smiling family scene.
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