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... a stone pressed against my lungs, slowly crushing the air out of me. Every breath burned. Every heartbeat felt weaker than the last. My limbs were so cold that even the warmth of my tears couldn’t thaw them. I regretted leaving the pack the way I did—without a plan, without warning, driven by fear more than courage.
If I’d stayed, maybe things wouldn’t have turned out this way. Maybe I wouldn’t be here—curled on the cold, damp floor of the witches’ hut, my body trembling as if the life i ...
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