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First Person's PerspectiveSalvatoreThe smell of death hit me before I even saw the bodies. It was thick in the air, heavy like the weight pressing on my chest. It was the kind of smell that stuck to your skin, crawled into your lungs, and refused to leave.Seven bodies. Seven of my people. My pack members. They were thrown onto the frozen ground in the middle of the town square, their throats ripped open. Their eyes were still open, still filled with terror.The sound of crying filled my ears. Women sobbed as they clung to the lifeless bodies of their loved ones. Men growled in anger, their fists slamming into the dirt. Children stood behind their mothers, too small to understand, but old enough to feel the fear creeping in.I stepped forward, my boots sinking into the frozen mud. The crunch of ice under my feet was sharp in the heavy silence. "Enough!" I shouted. My voice echoed through the square.No one listened. They were lost in their pain, their grief, their rage. A man grabbe
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First Person's PerspectiveElenaThe trouble started with small things at first.One morning, the cooks woke up early, ready to start preparing breakfast for the pack. But when they unlocked the storeroom, they found it completely empty. Everything was gone. Every sack of grain, every barrel of salted meat, every jar of preserved fruits. The shelves were bare, as if the food had never been there in the first place.The strangest thing was that the heavy locks were still in place, and the doors showed no signs of being broken. There were no footprints, no signs that thieves or animals had forced their way in. It was as if the food had simply vanished into thin air.At first, people thought maybe it was a mistake. Maybe someone had moved the food somewhere else and forgotten to tell the others. But when they searched every inch of the storeroom, the kitchens, and the underground cellars, it was clear—the food was truly gone. And winter was approaching fast.Two days later, something eve
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First Person's PerspectiveElenaHermione walked back and forth in the dimly lit room, her expensive dress brushing against the floor with every step. Her heels made a soft clicking sound, and her movements were fast, filled with frustration. She had her arms crossed tightly over her chest, and her fingers dug into her skin. Her nails, painted a deep red, pressed hard into her palms as she clenched her fists. Her breathing was uneven, her lips pressed together in a firm line. Her face, usually composed and elegant, was twisted in pure anger.Ares stood near the wall, watching her with cold, expressionless eyes. He was relaxed, but his posture held an edge of danger. His arms were crossed over his chest, his sharp gaze never leaving Hermione. The dim light in the room made the shadows on his face look darker, giving him a more intimidating presence."I cannot take this anymore," Hermione said sharply, her voice filled with bitterness. "That human girl walks around this place like she o
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First Person's PerspectiveElenaI found Marta in the big kitchen of the castle. She was standing by a wooden table, pressing and folding dough with her wrinkled hands. The warm smell of fresh bread filled the air, making my stomach rumble. The fire crackled in the old stone oven, casting a soft golden light across the room. I stood in the doorway, watching her for a moment. Marta had been with Salvatore since he was a baby. If anyone knew about his past, it was her.Marta noticed me and smiled, her face gentle and warm. "Child, you are up early. What is on your mind?" Her voice was calm, but I saw the curiosity in her eyes.I stepped inside, my bare feet touching the cold stone floor. The kitchen was quiet except for the occasional crackle from the fire. I hesitated, then sat down at the long wooden table. My fingers twisted together in my lap. "Marta, can we talk?" I asked softly.Marta dusted the flour from her hands onto her apron and nodded. "Of course. Tell me what troubles you.
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First Person's PerspectiveElenaThe dream swallowed me whole.One moment, I was in my bed. The next, I was standing in a dark forest. The moon hung low in the sky, casting a pale glow over everything. The air was cold, damp, and heavy with the scent of pine. A small fire flickered in the middle of a clearing, barely strong enough to push away the darkness. Two teenage boys sat close to the flames, their identical faces lit by the soft orange glow.Salvatore and his twin.I recognized them immediately. They had the same sharp jawline, the same dark eyes that reflected the firelight. But while Salvatore sat stiff, his shoulders hunched and his expression tense, his twin seemed more relaxed. He leaned back on his elbows, tossing small acorns into the fire, watching them sizzle and pop."Stop worrying," the twin said with a small grin, nudging Salvatore’s knee playfully. "They won't find us out here."Salvatore didn’t return the smile. He kept his gaze fixed on the shadows beyond the fir
