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A message of fear
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2025-07-13 23:59:00Kael
The classroom was too small. The only sound was Sarah’s shaking breathing,the screaming of students and the shattering of glass that made my skin crawl.I moved towards the window, pressing my fingertips lightly to the frame. I could still smell the rogues. That foul, coppery scent of blood and wild magic. The fear in the air was palpable, you could almost smell it.“Kael,” Ryder warned behind me, his voice low but firm. “Stay down. Don’t move until I tell you.”He was standing protectively in front of Sarah, his arms spread just enough to shield her from the door.He looked solid and calm. Like a soldier waiting for the next shot to ring out.But I wasn’t Sarah. I wasn’t a civilian. I was a Beta. A fighter. My instincts were screaming for me to move,to do something.“I’m not just going to sit here,” I said, turning toward him. “There are students out there—our packmates. Some of them could be dyin
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