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BEAUM
the heavy oak door of the Hicks residence slamm
with a wet thud. Worn flannel shirts, fraying denim, and a few faded
y property!" Deidre Hicks's shrill voice cut
ing coat, her breath puffing in angry white cloud
give any emotion. I simply stood straight, my spine
day was coming fo
ite with malice. "Eighteen years of feeding you, clothing you, keeping a roof o
er-tier shifters in our suburban pack territory were almost audible in the biting wind. They lo
kle that sent shivers down the quiet street. "You were nothing more than a spiritual shield. A sacrificial
n my chest. It wasn't heartbreak-it was disgust. The ugly
d, crude binding runes. It was the amulet she had forced me to wear around my neck since t
right before my toes. "Brenda is turning eighteen next week. Her wolf is primed to awaken as a pure high-Bet
raising her hand as if to
gle, deliberate step back, ef
I had kept hidden from them for eighteen years. Thanks to their constant mistreatment, I was still using my baby blanket when I was seven years old. That year, I found it sewn deep inside the blanket-aonto hers, the sheer, icy stillness in
er features. She had never seen this look on my face. For eighteen years, I had played the silent, submissive orphan
ht they ha
xicity suppressing my spirit, I was slowly dissecting
ledge pulsing beneath my ribs. The debt is paid. The cage is broken.
e cutting through the wind with razor-sharp clarit
as her face mottled with rage. "Get out! You have no wolf, no pack, and no nam
k on her withou
't feel the cold. Deep within my core, a tiny, golden-white spark of lunar warmth flared to lif
phs my true instincts had whispere
enough silver to keep my soul intact. It was a agonizingly slow process-like scrubbing away lead with a silk cloth-
uburban subdivision faded into the dark
ak, I reached into the pocket of my thin canvas co
ce vibra
displayed an incoming encrypted text from
my right index finger against the glass, tra
the garbled code rearranged itself
ra Beaumont. Pre
umo
my mind like a c
ernatural archives to trace the origins of this mysterious pendant in my hand and the Moon Runes i
odline could possess this pendant and bear the primordial lunar magic of the Valerius seal
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