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Chapter 49: The Lecture (1)
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ENISA'S POV Pulling away, I blinked, breaking the heavy, intense gaze that had locked onto mine. "Thank you," I said, turning away. "For the unsolicited advice, which, of course, changes absolutely nothing." "There's more.” His voice made my steps falter, but I didn't turn around. I refused to meet those piercing eyes that made my skin crawl. "Is there?” I mouthed soundlessly, intertwining my fingers as I dropped my head, my gaze fixing on the floorboards beneath my feet. "Come with me." I heard his footsteps resume as he turned in the opposite direction. I let out a quiet sigh and trudged along right behind him. The air around us felt suffocatingly tense, heavy with the intimidation that radiated from a man feared across so many borders. By the time he stopped, we were standing in front of a door at the extreme end of the hallway. His hand found the handle, and he nudged it open before stepping inside. I hesitated for merely a moment, rooted to the spot, until he
The Cry of a Lycan Chapter 49: The Lecture (1)
ENISA'S POVSILVERSTONE PACKThe sword crashed against the training dummy for the tenth time, the force of the impact reverberating through my arms.I repeated the same action, again and again, relentlessly, increasing my zeal. I wasn't merely training anymore; I was determined to reduce the dummy to splinters.Time dragged by without mercy. Sweat soaked through my clothes, clung to my skin, and dripped from my brow, yet my arms refused to give in.How could it, though?When all these thoughts gnawing at my mind screamed for answers.Answers to questions I wouldn't dare say out loud.To burn off my frustration, I poured my energy into swordsmanship. Chopping away at a training dummy wasn't exactly groundbreaking, but it was something... right?”With a sickening snap, the dummy's head tore free from its torso, and a wave of dark relief crashed over me. I stepped back, nodding at my grim handiwork, wishing it was Melani lying decapitated on the ground instead.It’s a twisted thought, is
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