* Zeina *The Western Front. Moments Before the Storm. The world was fire and fang.I stood on the blood-soaked earth of the battleground, wind slicing through my fur like knives. My wolf form towered above the fallen, silver fur matted with blood, some of it theirs, more of it mine. The moon, high and indifferent, watched from behind black clouds as if even it feared what was to come.Across from me, Celine.She was no longer the woman I had once remembered as weak in the dungeons of the Alpha King. Not even the woman I'd known in the West with Robert. She was a creature now, cloaked in robes spun from shadow, her wolf mutated, longer, leaner, glowing with the same dark red magic that pulsed like veins of poison beneath her black pelt. Her eyes no longer blinked. They glared, glassy and possessed.Wolves of her twisted army circled the field like vultures, their empty sockets leaking smoke, undead enchantments crawling up their limbs. Behind me, Beta Aldin limped into a defensive sta
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