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Chapter 79

ผู้เขียน: Ella's Ink
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Alanza’s POV

"You actually think that little toothpick is going to save you?" Teo sneered, his voice vibrating with a low, animalistic growl.

He shifted, his bones popping and skin stretching until a massive, reddish wolf stood where the man had been. He paced in a tight circle, his hackles standing straight up. His eyes didn't look human anymore. They burned with a hungry, wild light that made my skin crawl. I backed up until the rough bark of a pine tree bit into my spin

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    Alanza’s POV"You aren't just a glitch in the shifter DNA, Alanza," Sombra’s voice echoes in the back of my skull, heavy with a warning I don't want to hear. "If what I suspect is true, you are the only one of your kind left."I stare at the peeling paint on the living room wall, trying to process that. I wanted answers, but this feels more like a sentence. Across from me, Lucia leans forward, her eyes wide and tracking my expression. She can’t hear the goddess talking to me, but she can clearly see the color draining from my face."There is more," Sombra continues, her tone dropping into a somber register. "Your bond with the elements acts like a signal fire. Other beings, the sensitive ones, will feel it. They will feel the raw power sitting dormant inside you."My stomach does a slow, sickening roll. "What are you actually saying?" I mutter aloud."I am saying that the moment you step past the Westwood pack borders, you become

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