Jarckon stared at his reflection in a cracked mirror, his figure a distorted mess. He felt on the verge of a breakdown, barely recognizing the image staring back. He knelt on the floor, wishing he could restore his former self, but as time passed, he felt himself transforming into a vicious, wolf-like beast. The curse grew stronger, and he was dismayed by the thought of living as a monster forever. He slammed his head against the wall, enduring the sharp pain. His anguished roars echoed through the room. Jarckon struggled to control the transformation, thick, black fur sprouting from his skin. It was midnight. The air was cold, and the wind howled. Adhara stirred in her sleep, the familiar sounds piercing through her window. She rose from her bed, her bare feet touching the cold marble floor. Leaving her room, she followed the worrying sounds. With each step, her heart trembled with a mix of curiosity and fear. Adhara recognized the sounds from the castle, but they were much l
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