A Second Chance: My Twin Mates
Seraphine continues, “we learned. We evolved. We waited. And now, with you… we finally have the weapon we need to rise again.”
A cold, sick twist knots inside me.
“You’re insane,” I whisper.
Her smile is gentle.
“Perhaps. But I’m also right.”
She reaches out, not to strike, but to place two fingers on my forehead.
The moment she touches me, the world dissolves.
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I’m standing in a vast, empty space, moonlight stretching endlessly across a floor of rippling shadows. The air vibrates. I see wolves, hundreds, running across a battlefield. Snarling, biting, tearing. And opposite them, witches chanting, their hands raised, their magic painting the sky with light.
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