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Author: Major_Canis
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Iris’s PoV

I had no idea how long I’d been sitting in the corner of my room, hugging my trembling knees. The walls felt as though they were closing in, pressing from every direction until breathing became difficult. Outside, the sun had already disappeared, leaving only streaks of orange bleeding through the worn curtains. I hadn’t turned on the light—I didn’t want to. Darkness made everything feel safer… quieter.

“Why did Mommy yell at me and hit me?” I whispered, my voice raw. My cheek still stung where her hand had landed.

“Iris…?”

That soft voice echoed faintly inside my head—gentle, filled with warmth.

“The voice?” I breathed, closing my eyes.

Relief flooded me. At least she was here. At least I wasn’t alone. From within the shadows, a silvery glow began to shimmer. A small white wolf emerged, her fur glistening like moonlight, her eyes calm and tender. She padded closer, resting her head in my lap.

“Don’t cry, my little one.”

Her voice was like a breeze brushing against my heart
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