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Chapter 13

Cassandra’s POV

On the way to my apartment, I am jumpy and hyper aware of my environment. I am turning at the slightest noise, ready to pounce if anyone shows up. Lydia keeps giving me weird looks. We get to the apartment just fine but I still hold my breath, I am still expecting something bad to happen. This is a bad idea, no, this is a terrible idea. We get to my door and I glance at Gerta’s door to check if it is still locked, my werewolf hearing cannot pick up any sound from her apartment. She really is gone.

I unlock the door and walk through; Lydia follows immediately after and locks the door with all three bolts. She turns to me, “Is that better? We wouldn’t want anyone scaring you to death,” I really do not appreciate her sarcasm, I am the one on edge right now.

I ignore her and head for my bathroom, as I predicted the necklace is on top of the sink where I left it last night while treating Ray’s wounds. I breathe a sigh of relief and grab it, clenching it in my fist I return
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