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... chest was anything but.
I stood in the garden of the estate, the numerous lights brightening the great expanse of lawn.
The others lingered close, tense, their eyes on her. Eira. Just as tense as me.
She was, kneeling on the ground helplessly, pale in the moonlight, her breaths coming shallow and fast. I had known this would be brutal for her—her shift was delayed for far too long. A wolf caged in human flesh is like a storm trapped in a glass jar; when it finally breaks ...
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