NyxariaI didn't know a tiny pane of glass could hold so much madness.Nobody was holding a knife to my throat or forcing me to stare, but the damn thing just drew me in deeper with every glowing page.One minute I was checking the city's perimeter, and the next, I was deep into something called "global warming."Honestly, the human world was a beautifully disorganized disaster. Apparently, human men had spent centuries hogging all the power just to burn the planet to a crisp.“Unbelievable,” I scoffed, tapping another link.Out here, human women actually had rights. They could vote, own property, and speak without being snarled at and yet their men still somehow managed to hold the throne long enough to boil the oceans.It was deeply irritating. But it was also comforting to know that whether werewolf or human, a massive ego, zero common sense, and unmatched audacity were universal male traits.“Nyx,” my mother called.I flinched, immediately slipping the phone into the pockets of my
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