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... gradually. Not with warning.
One moment Viktor was lying on the bed, Helena’s unconscious body pressed against him, his tail buried in her ass.
The next—
’Moonlight.’
Cool. Silver. Bathing everything in ethereal luminescence.
Viktor stood.
His body felt... weightless. Translucent. Like he was made of mist instead of flesh.
He looked down at his hands. They were there, but ’wrong.’ Semi-transparent. He could see through them to the grass be ...
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