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Chapter 55

Author: Jenny Wrld
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-28 00:22:44

Agatha tightened her blue shawl around her shoulders as she stepped out of the house, the cool night air brushing against her skin. The streetlights flickered dimly, casting long shadows on the quiet road that led to the pack college. Tonight was the Awakening Ceremony—a grand tradition that marked the beginning of a young werewolf’s transformation journey. Though Agatha had yet to find her wolf, she wanted to be there. It was something she had waited her whole life for, even if it wasn’t her night. Her mother’s words echoed in her head: “Even if you don’t have your wolf yet, never stop loving yourself.” Agatha had smiled then. But now, her steps slowed, her fingers clenched tightly around the small purse she carried.

She glanced over her shoulder.

Someone was following her. She was sure of it.

At first, she thought it was just her nerves. But every time she passed under a streetlamp, she heard a faint shuffle behind her. A crunch of gravel. A movement too controlled to be the wind.

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