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scent.”
    Fear shot through me, making my heart race again. “I
don’t understand it. Why did those wolves attack like that? Why did they chase
us? Why weren’t they attacking Cam or anyone else at the camp?”
    Mal blew out a breath. His eyes fixed on some point
over my head. This was the second time I’d watched him pause like that before
answering my question. It made me angry this time. He knew far more about what
was going on than he seemed willing to tell me.
    “Look,” I said rising. I took a step toward him. “What
happened back there wasn’t normal. I’m no expert, but I know wolves don’t
behave like that. And they don’t belong this far south. And I believed you when
you said those fuckers were after me next. I know it sounds strange, but I
could see it in their eyes. They wanted to rip my throat out. Why? And how the
hell did you know to come out there? You’re half-dressed and in bare feet. Why
didn’t they rip your throat out?”
    Mal clenched his jaw hard. I didn’t mean to snap at
him. I was grateful for what he’d done. But, at that moment, panic, fatigue,
maybe a little post-traumatic stress . . . all of it won out,, leaving me
quaking with rage. I wanted answers. I wanted everything that happened in the
last hour to make sense. This man knew something. He didn’t belong in the camp.
He just happened to be there when everything turned upside down. As I thought
it, fresh panic crept through me, spreading icy tentacles across my spine.
    “Just go to sleep, Princess,” he said. I reeled back
from his words as if he’d slapped me. What the ever loving fuck?
    Then, Mal’s face softened as he sensed the rage and
indignation boiling to the surface in me. He took a step forward and placed his
hands on my upper arms. His touch was gentle but I winced. My tender skin ached
where Professor Flood had bruised me.
    Something passed through Mal’s eyes. A muscle
twitched in his temple.
    “Show me,” he said, his voice dark with menace.
    “What?”
    “Show me where he hurt you.”
    I took a step back, but Mal kept his hands on me
with a firm but gentle grip.
    “I’m fine.”
    “I won’t ask you again. Show me.”
    I jerked myself away from him. It was in me to
protest. It was none of his business. But, the way Mal looked at me, his eyes
filled with equal parts rage and concern, my heart cracked down the middle and
I didn’t want to deny him anything. Something powerful was happening inside me
as I stood in that room with him. I didn’t understand it. I knew I should
probably be afraid of it. But, I wanted nothing more than to give in to it.
    Slowly, I unzipped my hoodie and pulled my arms out
of the sleeves. Underneath, I wore a thin, white tank top. Cool air brushed
across my skin, raising gooseflesh on my arms. I shuddered. Mal stepped closer,
holding one of the lanterns in his hands. He closed his fingers around the
elbow of my right arm and gently lifted it so he could see the deep, purple
bruises covering my upper arm. They formed the perfect outline of Flood’s
hands. The bruise on my left arm was even worse, mottled black and green.
    Mal’s whole body went rigid as his eyes darted over
my marred skin. His jaw quaked as he ground his teeth together. A low rumbling
came from his throat that sounded primal, animalistic.
    “It could have been worse,” I finally said, trying
to break the tension. Mal didn’t take his eyes off the bruises. “He wanted to .
. .”
    Before I could finish, Mal looked at me. “You think
I don’t know what he wanted? I could fucking smell it on him. I never should
have let you go back to that place with him. I’m sorry I didn’t get there
faster.”
    “What are you talking about? How could you?” Then, I
remembered Mal’s warning when I first met him at the general store. Was he
trying to tell me he could sense Flood’s intentions even then?
    I took a step back and this time, Mal let me go. I
wanted to ask him a million other questions, but something