Lisa's POV My claws were ready, my breath heavy, my muscles tense with the fury of battle. I expected her to rise again, to summon the wind, the lightning, the cursed dead.But instead, the witch, cowered.She scrambled backward on all fours like a frightened animal, her body trembling, her eyes wide with something I didn’t expect from a creature like her, fear.“No,” she whispered, her black eyes darting across my glowing fur. “No, I didn’t know, I didn’t know you were a white wolf.”I growled low, stepping closer, watching as her mouth trembled.“Please,” she said, her voice suddenly small. “I meant no true harm. I was only doing as the old gods demand, feeding them, honoring them.”I tilted my head, not shifting back to human. My wolf wouldn’t let me. She didn’t trust the sudden change in this woman.“I didn’t realize,” the witch stammered again. “You, your kind, you're sacred. White wolves carry the blood of the Old Order. A bite from you, no, two bites
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