Part of me believed that, but most of me was fighting too hard to breathe to think at all. Wolves, like dogs, do not think of scent and taste as a human does. My nails cutting through someone's body. I hated putting myself in any category that contained Raina, but I would have bet good money that I was right.
Inside that metaphysical room stood something. If the only tool you have is a hammer, all your problems begin to look like nails. If the address leaves this room, more women are going to die. Something swimming out of the murk, coming into focus.
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