Moonlit Betrayal: Lone Wolf
I said softly, "what's on your mind?"
She turned to look at me, her expression a mix of worry and frustration. "It's the wolf," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's not fully awakening, and I'm afraid it's because of me."
I frowned, concerned about her distress. Over the past few days, she had made numerous attempts to call upon the wolf within her, but it had remained dormant. It was a stark contrast to the first time it had awakened, filled with joy and a strong desire for freedom, as if it had been sealed away for a long time. Now, it seemed to be slumbering again, and she couldn't help but blame herself for her ineffectiveness.
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