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ait of Ava to my face for the hundredth time. Shoving it off my face, I stuck to my gut. Gu

calm down,

ng Ava is her? That girl in there is young and fragile. I didn't sense an atom of strength in her. I doubt she could kill

rganna. She might be pretending, but I feel she is the one. They both ha

eye color, and you couldn't even tell who your first wife was

anger. The air crackled with tension as if the very atmosphere recoiled from my unleash

d walked toward him, squatting to his level on the floor from my first push. I felt him t

to make sure I was joking. I held eye contact, telling him I was serious. "Mark my words," I let out a breath, taking off my shirt. I heard Theo make his way out

as both alien and agonizing. My human form wavered as I succumbed to the relentless metamorphosis. With each passing mo

formidable fangs. My hands twisted into monstrous claws, tearing through the fabric of my

its place-a creature of the night, eyes gleaming with a predatory glint. The air seemed to pulse with the newfound energy coursing throu

out the

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, but the last thing I remembered was the man walking out of the room, leaving me on the bed crying. He a

e pain in my legs was gone, and they were no longer

ut!" I shouted repeatedly. My hair fell in disheveled strands around my face, and my breaths quickened with e

n of movement or response from within. I glanced back at the window and noticed it was wide

sion. I was scared. Each shred of material represented a desperate attempt at freedom as I made a ro

g the door, making me pause-

arried a mix of anticipation and fear as I carefully secured the makeshift contraption to the windo

ronment was quiet, but I saw three girls, all dressed

the ground a perilous distance away. The fabric rope creaked under my weight as I descended. The ground was still far-I g

ng. I heard someone say, "She couldn't handle him.

of light illuminated the scene. Panic seized my body as I re

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