Caierre's heartbeat accelerated as the hunters continued spreading through the trees. There were six of them now, maybe more hidden farther back among the shadows. They moved carefully, weapons raised and eyes fixed on him, clearly aware that one wrong move could get them killed. The sight should have reassured him. It should have reminded him that they feared him.Instead, it only made him feel worse.Because they were right to be afraid.The wolf paced restlessly inside his mind, watching the hunters the same way a starving predator watched wounded prey. Every movement they made seemed to draw its attention. Every nervous glance. Every tightened grip around a weapon. Every heartbeat.Caierre could hear those heartbeats.That was the part he hated most.He shouldn't have been able to hear them.Not from this distance.Not this clearly.Yet each pulse echoed inside his ears like a drum.The wolf loved it.The creature drank in every detail with eager anticipation.One of the hunters s
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