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d in my throat, a blo
ugh with sweat. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic d
lungs wouldn't cooperate.
d sky. The glint of a steel blade. My father's
kneeling in a field of bodies. His family. His warriors. His legs were twisted at impossible angles, sh
clumsy, numb. The glass slipped, splashing icy water over my hand and the polished wo
just
lt too real, a physical weight pressing down on my chest. It w
hat had plagued me my entire life. It kept my own wolf dormant, a silent passe
door to my r
her face as white as my sheets. She
ach plu
hard the word nearly broke apart. "There's...
courtyard, Pack messengers were running, their movements
isting in her apron. "Wolfpine Pass.
fpine Pass. The name was a key turning in a lock, conn
d, her eyes wide with horror. "They
vision began to blur. The blood-red sky from my
ngly strong. My voice was a dry ras
ore she even spoke, and it stole the air from my lungs for a sec
w and heavy, as if she were laying stones on a grave
ece clicked
e patterns on the ceiling s
visions, these glimpses of a future written
ed Pack, would break our engagement. This act of political pragmatism would be seen as the ultimate betrayal. It would
o
to s
the encroaching darkness. But the betraya
ng, violent spasm that bent me in half. I pressed my ha
e, perfect flower of bright re
"Doctor! Get
. The world was fading. But one thoug
into the fabric. I used the last of my strength
ot... break the
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