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ey seemed, voices echoing with the nervous energy of fresh beginnings. Yet amidst the laughter and chatter, Catrine Nella felt the familiar weight of unease pressing against her chest. Her
she had clashed with countless times over the past semesters. He was infuriatingly human in appearance, yet every time their gazes met, there was an almost tangible tension that made her fangs ache
not forged in death and bloodshed but in protection and honor. Yet, beneath his composed exterior, the full moon gnawed at him, whispering the old call of the wolf. He tried to focus on mundane tasks-lectures, homework, and the careful navigation of human-college social intricacies-but every flicker of movement, every shadow in the periphery, stirred instinc
r predatory instinct, and tonight was no exception. The forest beyond campus, dense with shadows and silence, felt like the perfect sanctuary for her work. Yet, unbeknownst to her, Edwardo had also ventured into the woods. The full moon hung high, bright and unforgiving, and with it, Edwardo's control wavered. His transformation began as a blur, a surge of power coursing through him until he could no longer stand t
ergy flared where her magic met his brute strength, sending shockwaves through the clearing. Branches shattered, and the earth itself seemed to tremble as predator met predator. Catrine's eyes blazed crimson with rage and fear, her mind screaming with conflicting impulses: this was the vampire way, the way she had been trained to dominate, to conquer, to destroy threats before they destroyed her. And yet Edwardo was d
on of power, of skill, of something primal that neither of them could ignore. She had wanted to kill him, to drain him, to become stronger at his expense-but he had not allowed it. Every strike she made was countered, every attempt to overpower him met with restraint, and it drove her mad with frustration and fascination in equal measure. Edwardo, sensing the unspoken acknowledgment, gave her a nod that was bo
The pressure from both worlds-the dark, manipulative guidance of family and the feral, violent instincts of nature-pressured them into paths neither fully wanted to tread. And yet, the collision in the woods had awakened something dangerous and intoxicating: awareness of each other, a mutual suspicion, and the undeniable proof of their powers. As da
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