It's not that easy as it seems. Atleast not how I thought it to be.
My numb body was thrashing against the current of the water, my lungs protesting and whines leaving my wolf.
But I couldn't escape it, the thrust of the water much stronger than my weak limbs.Water gushed into my snout and my wolf form hits random rocks, making a cracking sound to be audible to my ears.
It seems I will be broken beyond repair.
If that was not enough of a nightmare.
Imagine the very reason I jumped into the water was still there.
The rogues,they were crazy and blind enough to jump into the water behind me.
And were now barring their teeth at me.One of them was just near my hind leg and next I know,he grabbed it in its deadly jaw, making a sharp helpless yelp to leave my lips.
Please....not like this moongoddess...not like this.
The other rogue joined him, holding my other hind leg ,when our bodies hit anothe
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Soul CoronaA human body in perfect resonance with its spirit. Two halves of the same essence, separated by the cruel expanse of time, destined to reunite.In the spirit world, the concepts of birth and death blur into insignificance. Salvation is rare, a distant whisper. Only by finding its Soul Corona can a spirit break free.The body it was always meant to inhabit.The odds? One in a thousand billion. A near impossibility.It is said that when a spirit is born into its Soul Corona, escape is impossible. That body becomes its prison and its home, tethered even beyond death.For most, it is a blessing. The ultimate salvation. A key to Ajooni—transcendence beyond the cycle of suffering.But for others, it is a curse. An unshakable shackle.Zander King was the Death Wolf’s Soul Corona.Its final human form.And that was why he could fight it, wrestle back control. No other host in history had ever managed such a feat.Not even Thaneous.A scream tore from Zander’s lips, his eyes flicke
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