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Kalem’s P.O.V

“Master,”

“Helloooo,”

Nothing.

“Mr.Wolf?”

I thought for sure that one would work.

Pressing my finger into the dip in Lincoln’s cheek, I wait for my favourite pair of black eyes to open, but they don’t even twitch. Master doesn’t move an inch, his body remaining like a cold lump of stone beside me.

“Lincoln,” I try one last time.