When I drifted out of the dungeon, my soul was as light as a leaf lifted by wind.On the altar, Silas was on his knees.His back bowed, his fingers dug into the seams between the stones, and his shoulders shook violently.Soon, he could no longer hold himself together. His body shifted, his clothes tore, and a massive silver-gray wolf took his place.In wolf form, he braced all four legs against the altar and raked his claws over the stone again and again, each stroke screeching against the rock.Two guards restrained the witch against the altar rail, but her face showed no fear. She looked at the silver-gray wolf on the ground and mocked him coldly. "Alpha, your wolf is going mad. That's what happens when an Alpha loses his fated mate. Surely you still haven't realized who your mate truly is?"Silas used every ounce of strength to force his wolf down and shift back. Bare-chested, he knelt on the ground with his chest heaving and the veins bulging at his temples.He raised his head, hi
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