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It was as if someone had thrown a bucket of water on me. I drew in breath, hard. My entire body shuddered as I came back to my senses. And stared up at Declan in mute horror. (That didn't just happen) (oh my God) Declan's eyes flared, brighter than I'd ever seen. He'd been angry when I'd stabbed Liam, but not like this. This went way beyond rage. For just a moment, I glimpsed the wild animal (wolf) he had caged inside of him. I twisted my head to the side, fighting the urge to cry. "What," he snarled over his shoulder. Rowan's voice, sounding nervous. "Laignech. He's,uh, asking to do a video call." Declan closed his eyes for a moment. I stayed perfectly still, my heart hammering in my chest, hyper aware that I was still pinned beneath him. He hissed something in Gaelic under