"I, Liora of Silver Fang, reject your proposal, Alpha Aldric!"The loud music blared through the grand hall. Wolves laughed in groups, while elders gathered near the throne for the annual Mating Ceremony.I blinked rapidly, my breathing coming in short, panicked gasps as I gripped the fabric of my dress.My hand trembled violently as I raised it to touch my chest, searching for the deep, gaping stab wound Lilith had delivered.There was no blood, I turned around frantically, stumbling slightly as my high heels caught on the edge of the carpet. My eyes landed on a mirror.The woman staring back at me didn't have hollow eyes, pale skin, or dark bruises under her cheeks.I was eighteen again, standing in the exact same dress I wore years ago before my entire world crumbled into ashes.A terrible wave of nausea washed over me, making my knees buckle slightly as terrifying memories flooded my mind. I could still hear Lilith's cruel laughter echoing in my ears, mocking my foolish devotion a
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