Chapter 21 Not a Fucking Bird

“Ow. What the hell?” My voice shakes, and my vision blurs with tears. I suck in a deep breath, hating the way my chest rattles. That's when I notice we're not outside anymore, but in my dorm room. I'm sitting on my bed, and the door is closed. Wolfe leans against it, his foot propped up and his arms...

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