Sierralya “Throw her in the dungeons.” “Father, please.” But what came out wasn’t a howl. Not really. Something between a whine and a howl. My wolf form, gigantic, white, and terrifying even to myself, had just awakened on the night of the blood moon. An hour ago I’d been in the courtyard. Birthday lights, music, people smiling… My eighteenth birthday. That felt like a lifetime ago. The same ceremony every wolf goes through when they are of age. Except now what should have been like a night of celebration had turned into my greatest nightmare. Eighteen years of whispers and hypocritical mockery aimed at the powerless princess all climaxing this single night. Tonight was supposed to prove them all right, but when the light of the blood moon caressed my skin, something ancient woke inside me. White fur sprouted along my arm, sweeping through like wildfire, my hands carved into claws. When this change was complete, I was massively larger than any wolf they'd seen. “The chain
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