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eject you, Alanna C
echoed through the dead forest as he reje
t of the wolf pack. I wanted to escape the man I had liked for so long, as far as
't even perform the most basic wolf soul transformation
Maiden. I didn't even know her. When she died, I was just a child. Since the Moon Goddess had give
the scent of danger. Primitive. Wrong. Something inside me trembled and warned me. My fists clenched. My short, clean n
at didn't belong to the Fowler Pack. It was the stench of Rogues-wolv
n the ancient oaks. A pair of glowing red eye
y wolf soul was doomed never to awaken. My bones began to crack-that sickening grinding and stretching of bone-but the change stalled halfway
too l
ur of fur and teeth. Claws, sharp as knives, tore th
roat, swallowed by the v
breath out of me. More teeth sank into my leg,
d pooled in the cold earth beneath me.
n vanished. The world
ated, rising upward, away from the twi
wn. My soul
s in the spreading pool of blood. I realized that at the moment between life and death, I had finally awak
of the pack. I tried to dive down and force myself back into my bo
I de
rowing closer. The Rogues melted
shed through the trees. They foun
re too severe.
feet away, its screen still lit. "We h
ross the screen. He saw the name
den
heart emoji, placed there by m
. Caden... would he come? Wou
put the call
voice was sharp
y Services. A woman named Alanna Crosby has b
of si
enom that could freeze my soul
that name. You've dial
ick
all e
, his expression shifting from sh
rd is so cold-blood
nothing to do with death. It was the cold finale of his abandonment. The last st
n body onto a stretcher, cov
es in frantic strokes of red and white. I followed, like a kite pul
chaos. Doctors and nurses crowded around
force my heart to beat, but the line on the m
. "The Alpha isn't answering. Let'
othe
ysical body. The woman who hadn't seen me in five years
dialed the
hance. The last connection to the world that had abandoned me. I co
a crowded bar, and a woman's v
f hope to plead with her-m
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