FATED BY BLOOD AND FIRE

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urned slowly, making a noise. I was sure that anyone out there could hear my heart beating so fast. When it was time to fight, I held my

, "Mira?" It was Elin, the little girl from dinner. Oh, I let go of my shoulders a litt

from sleeping. She looked up at me with wide, scared brown eyes. Her v

e else was there, I felt like eyes were on me. I moved out

ting fast as I locked the door. Not even a child did I feel like I could trust them here. But Elin's s

area next to me. "What did you dream

he said, "Fire." There was a big fire, and a woman w

old myself, "It was just a dream," but my voice was shaking. Did she know something? O

keep you safe." She agreed, but her eyes were already dro

t someone was waiting for me outside. While I held my knife, Lucien, the pack, and the fire that killed my old self kept going throu

ly. Elin woke up and yawned, and stretched. S

told her to go get breakfa

ull. I crept out and went towards the middle of the village. Outside, I could hear people talking, wol

bread. I had to find out more about this spot and what happened after I died. I had

and pretended to fix my boot while listening to two women talking nea

n said in a low voice. "It has

"Fire. " He still feels bad about himself

e they thought I was there? Or was it just a sign that they were guilty?

s there. He did not look like he had slept because his dark eyes were

my voice tense. "

ght feel weird. Tell me what you need. He took a moment

remember meeting an Alpha," hoping it would sound funny. He did not smile.

nally said. "We are getting together to ta

carrying something heavy. But I also wanted to know why he looked so sad. I

eyes were tired. Wolves with bristly fur walked around the edges of the village, as if they were ready for trouble. A tall guard standing

and they led me to where they burned me. The ground was black and scarred, and there were still ash particles on it. As I knelt, my fingers t

ound. It was the grey-haired woman from the packhouse that Lucien talked to the day be

new." "This place...it makes me thi

and said, "I heard about

ld him, "Be careful." I remember some things that do not go

nter. Even though he was calm, his hands were shaking a little, like he was scared. I watched from the back. The woman with

ned against the wall and said, "You are q

n I said, "It's... different."

d hurt him. He turned away an

didn't. Not yet. I had to wait and be smart. But I thought he

the fire dream out of my head. I got up and looked out the window because I could not sleep. The thic

de creak. On the other side of the door, someone was there again, their breath heavy. That low growl was not h