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And I’ve never seen a dragon lose his shit before either.

It’s like everyone’s in rut, only instead of being horny, we all want to kill each other. Kind of a mystery why they ever thought it was a good idea foralphasto be in charge of anything.

“Weliterallycan’t tell her,” he says again. “He fuckinghexedus.”

“Yeah.” I test it again, trying to think about what Villeneuve said, trying to form the words. Nothing. Just that same invisible hand closing around my throat. “Yeah, he definitely did.”

“I’m going to kill him.”

“Get in line, bro.”

Killian pulls his fist out of the crater he made in the ground. His knuckles are already healing, alpha regeneration kicking in, but they’re covered in dirt. This is gonna be hard to explain to Regina when we literally can’t say shit.

Fuck.

Does it count as lying to your mate if you physically can’t tell the truth?

I groan, burying my head in my hands.

This isbad.

Killian is turning into a horrible cursed monster from every wolf’s literal fucking nightmares, now even Villeneuve is losing control, and I’m magically tongue-tied to keep me from telling the one person I know who’s smart enough to fix any of it.

We are so fucking fucked.

Chapter

Twenty-Three

REGINA

Sean’s brain is broken.

Not in the usual adorkable way, where he mixes his metaphors or mistakes toothpaste for his scar cream.

This is far more concerning.

He keeps opening his mouth. Jaw drops, lips part, tongue starts to form a word, and then nothing. Just closes his mouth again like a fish who thought about biting the hook and decided not to.

This has been going on for four days.

“What were you going to say?” I asked the first time it happened.

“Huh? Nothing.”

“You literally just opened your mouth.”

“I was yawning.”

“For a solid minute?”

“It’s a medical condition.”

The second time, he was mid-sentence about pizza toppings and suddenly froze, went silent, then pivoted into an extremely passionate defense of pineapple on pizza that felt designed todistract me from the fact that his face had gone purple as his brain short-circuited for about six seconds.

By the third day, I stopped asking and started watching.

Killian is worse, but in the opposite direction.