By the evening of the third day, the storm's prelude sent gales howling through the forest.The skin on the inner sides of my legs had begun to fuse, silver scales packed densely below my knees, and translucent fin membranes had fully formed at my ankles.The door was pushed open again. Alpha Lucas strode in, gathered my feet in his broad, warm palms, and held them.For seventeen years, my aversion to cold had been warmed away by his body heat, bit by bit."Why are your feet still so cold?"Lucas looked up at me, his handsome, hard features carrying the same steady indulgence as always."Evelyn, be good. Stop putting on that panicked look.""I am the Alpha of Silverwood. On land, my will is the pack law.""The old gods of the deep sea have no hold over my territory. I say you are my Luna, and so you shall remain on land."Listening to his devoted yet arrogant words, not a ripple stirred in my heart.Even now, he still believed that losing all three Tide Pearls was a trivial matter.But
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