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The first night was anger.

Oh, but was he angry.

He snapped at Nelson. At Apollo. They were hovering. Nelson held up

his hands as Apollo put his tail between his legs. “What’s gotten into you?”

Nelson asked.

“None of your business,” Wallace snarled. “Leave me alone for one damn

second.”

Nelson was hurt, shoulders stiff as he pulled Apollo away. “You should

see a doctor.”

Wallace blinked. “What? Why?”

“To get that stick up your ass removed.”

Before he could retort, Hugo was in front of him, brow furrowed.

“Outside.”

Wallace glared at him. “I don’t want to go outside.”

“Now.” He turned and headed down the hallway, not looking back to see

if Wallace would follow.

He thought about staying right where he was.

In the end, he didn’t.

Hugo stood on the deck, face turned toward the sky.

“What do you want?” Wallace grumbled, staying near the door.

“Scream,” Hugo said. “I want you to scream.”

That startled Wallace. “What?”

Hugo didn’t look at him. “Yell. Scream. Rage. As loud as you can. Get it

all out. It’ll help. Trust me. The longer it sits in you, the more you’re

poisoned. It’s best to get it out while you can.”

“I’m not going to scream—”

Hugo sucked in a deep breath and yelled. It was deep, the sound of it

rolling through the forest around them. It was as if all the trees were

screaming. His voice cracked near the end, and when his voice died, his

chest heaved. He wiped spittle from his lips with the back of his hand. “Your

turn.”

“That was stupid.”

“Do you trust me?”

Wallace sagged. “You know I do.”

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