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Chapter 5 I'm a Monster

Word Count: 1121    |    Released on: 09/12/2024

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was a scent I was accustomed to by now, a reminder of the countless faces and bodies that passed through my quarters in recent months. Faces t

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d let me feel at peace. But even after ordering Finn to sell her, the thought of her lingered, gnawing at my insides like a festering wound. No matter how m

the mating announcement, my wolf had been restless, more unpredictable. I could feel him seething, lurking closer to the surface.

he woman beside me stirred, tracing her fingers along my chest in a lazy, possessive way that made me ten

her voice a throaty pur

ation. I'd had enough. "Get out,"

d no place here, none of them did. She hesitated, probably thinking sh

her words faded as a strange sensation prickled through me. A surge of heat f

, my vision blurring, hands trembling as I clenched them tighter. My wolf's presence was strong, closer than ever, but this

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same. I'd transformed countless times, felt the familiar shape of my wolf take over. This was different. The pain was sharp

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brown, was now a silvery gray, streaked with shades of black that seemed to ripple and shimmer under the moonlight. My limbs

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ropes were a myth, a legend that even the strongest packs whispered about but never saw. They were said to be cur

The beast within was fully in control, hungry, violent. I felt the fierc

-she was

iggering something feral. Before I could stop myself, I lunged,

, ripping, shredding, her body nothing more than a fragile shell against the wrath that consumed me. I was lost in

naked, trembling, drenched in sweat. The smell of blood was thick, clinging to the air like a suffocating bla

my bed. She was unrecognizable, shredded beyond belief, her limbs twisted at unnatural angles. M

This wasn't a simple loss of control. This was something dar

nal maid stood there, her eyes wide with horror as she took in the blood-streaked room,

ing to her mouth as she tried to process the nightmare before her. Her gaze locked on mine, pure terro

hurried footsteps approached,

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e, his face paled, and his eyes went wide. His gaze moved from the shredded remains of t

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