I wake with a sharp inhale, like I’ve been dropped back into my body instead of gently returning to it, and for a second, everything feels… lighter.My eyes flutter open slowly, blinking against the pale morning light spilling through the curtains. There’s a strange, unfamiliar spark sitting in my chest—motivation. Determination.It burns even though—even though the emptiness is still there.My hand drifts to my chest, fingers pressing lightly as if I can feel the absence of my wolf, my strength, that constant hum of power that used to live under my skin. My lips part slightly, a faint, broken exhale slipping out.Goddess, I feel weak.Not just physically—though that’s there too—but something deeper. Something hollow that no amount of rest seems to touch.But then I picture Keal’s face—how I’ll end his pathetic life—and just like that, adrenaline rushes through me, hot and fast, chasing away the heaviness.I push myself up on the bed, ignoring the slight ache in my limbs. I roll my sh
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