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All Eyes On Me

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-08-02 16:27:51

Rebecca’s POV

​As we neared the bottom of the grand stone staircase, the noise from the dining hall grew into a roaring swell of voices, clattering plates, and heavy, scraping chairs. My chest tightened. The sheer number of unfamiliar scents in the air—earth, smoke, rain, and sharp, predatory pheromones—flooded my senses. My steps slowed, my boots staying heavy on the step.

​I can't do this, I thought, a wave of panic washing over me. I don't belong here.

​Suddenly, a familiar warmth bloomed in
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    Rebecca’s POV​As we neared the bottom of the grand stone staircase, the noise from the dining hall grew into a roaring swell of voices, clattering plates, and heavy, scraping chairs. My chest tightened. The sheer number of unfamiliar scents in the air—earth, smoke, rain, and sharp, predatory pheromones—flooded my senses. My steps slowed, my boots staying heavy on the step.​I can't do this, I thought, a wave of panic washing over me. I don't belong here.​Suddenly, a familiar warmth bloomed in the back of my mind. It was my wolf, the only constant companion I had left since waking up with a blank mind. Like me, she couldn't remember our past, but her instincts were still sharp.​Pick up your chin, Rebecca, she echoed, her voice smooth and powerful. Do not let these wolves see you hesitate. Walk in there like you belong.​Hearing her voice gave me a sudden burst of courage. I took a slow breath, leaning on her strength. Thank you, I whispered back.​I am always with you, she murmured,

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