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as dark and

s were close. These were not just monsters: they were shapeshifters. One moment they looked like tall, scary men, and the next, their s

ut her deep. Her blood was not red like a human's. It was

burnt flowers for a second as she vanished and reappeared near a s

ood at the edge of the forest, looking gray and broken. To

e strength to knock, so she leaned her shoulder against t

and bright. The air smelled of

ing the salt in too ear

uiet beauty that didn't belong in such a poor, old house. Beside her was her older sister, Beatric

through the ceiling. Their parents, Raymond and Amanda, were resting

door hit the w

and the golden wound in her side glowed brightly in the

ell from Elena's ha

w pale and reached for a sharp bread kni

the bleeding woman. As Elena's hands touched Betty'

d Elena's eyes. It was a he

ty choked out. She grabbed Elen

touched, Elena'

of the house seemed to disappear. She could see through them. She s

lting away, turning into large, gray monsters with long teeth. T

er voice sounded different, powerful and anc

nk eyes and didn't ask questions. She ran for th

deep connection to the stranger. She didn't know it yet, but sh

into the back door, ma

Aiden had lived for five hundred and six years, but he looked no older than tw

his chest. It felt like a string wa

iden whispered into the da

pe flowing behind him like