WHAT SLEEPS BENEATH

Evelyn’s POV

I woke up again before the sun rose.

Not from a sound.

Not from a nightmare.

But from the pull.

That slow, steady ache in my chest. The mark under my skin felt like it was… humming. Not loud. But deep. Like it was calling something. Or responding to something.

I sat up, heart tight.

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