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Klaus would think I stay there only for the pup. I went to the river for the first time since Jackson took me. I was nervous, and I sniffed the air, but there was nothing that smelled of danger around. Shift back and threw myself into the river. The water was cold, and I swam up and down until my muscles ached. I went back home and got a sandwich from the kitchen. I didn't feel like having lunch. I went to the bedroom and looked for an e-book to read on my new tablet. I chose “My Best Friend & I,” a short erotic story by A.P. Morgan that would take me all afternoon to read.

I also made an effort to listen to Madeline’s thoughts, putting myself in her shoes and trying to understand her perspective. Their lives began to improve, and they often shared stories about the friends they made at school. They became close companions as they learned from each other. Together, they succeeded in getting into prestigious universities. I watched them smile often and I quietly exhaled with relief. As I became more empathetic, I no longer blamed others for my suffering. Slowly, my business began to flourish. The soul swap was perhaps a gift from the heavens. It not only saved Madeline but also rescued me from becoming someone increasingly arrogant and self-centered.

Julia's face was ghostly pale as she begged for mercy. "It was… It was someone I found. T-There's someone in Senton City who can swap bodies for a few days, and then things will return to normal. Norman, I just love you too much. Cindy gets to have you every day, and I'm going crazy with jealousy. I never wanted to hurt her… I just want to spend a few more days with you!" But Julia's confession didn't move Norman. All he could think about was that I was gone, and what he should do now that I didn't want him anymore.

"A tactical racing game through the swamp paths. No weapons. Just you, me, our horses, and our minds. First one to reach the high stone peak on the other side wins." Vivian looked out at the foggy, dangerous marshlands. Any normal human girl would have shrunk back in fear. The swamp was a maze of death. But as she looked at the misty waters, I saw a familiar spark of strategic interest appear deep inside her blue doe eyes. She loved a mental challenge. She loved proving that her brain was better than any obstacle. "A race through a unstable swamp?" Vivian murmured, her lips twitching into a tiny, clever smile. "You think your raw speed can beat my memory of these mountain waters, Jacob?"

“Hey, we all have jobs. Why not give her one? I mean, if you don’t want her cleaning up after us, I can think of another job she could do on her hands and knees.” I ignore him and storm ahead, trying to erase the image he put in my brain. Being outside always calms me. I love where we live, though maybe not the mosquitoes and chiggers that bite the shit out of us. The land on the edge of the swamp is a magical place. I love the smell of the cypress trees, the wildflowers and herbs that grow around here, even the smell of the swamp itself. Humans think the swamp stinks, but unless you’re mucking around in it, stirring up the gasses and decaying matter, it’s got a scent all its own, like wild

I turned to run, but she grabbed my arm and pulled me alongside into the swamp. Mud and water rushed up around us, carrying rotting leaves and a fetid stench. I struggled on instinct, yet the harder I fought, the faster I sank. A swamp had no bottom, and it gave no one time to react. My breathing fell apart. Beside me, Stella screamed, stretching her hand toward the forest path. That was when I saw two figures sprinting toward us—Alexander and Christopher. In a daze, I watched Alexander rush to Stella without hesitation. He plunged half his body into the swamp and dragged her out of the sucking mud.

"Alright, you lead the way. Which way do we go?" "This way" I point towards the trees where the forest starts to grow closer and looks darker. I walk in front of them through the bushes and push away the branches as we make our way to the swamp. We all have our ears on sharp so that we can hear if anyone is following us. We make our way through the deep forest and reach the swamp. We are lucky to have our night vision in our human form. Without we would have not been able to find our way through the forest. The moon is nowhere to be found to help see us where we are going. It's pitch black. The swamp exists of dead trees and mud pools so deep if you step into one there is no coming back. The

ie jerked his head toward the greasy old man and Mj felt the tickle at the back of her mind, “no wolf,” Jay’s voice whispered through her mind and she pursed her lips before leaning her back against Moxie’s shoulder, “they are all eyes,” she observed and Moxie placed his chin on the top of her skull before wrapping his arms around her shoulders, “aye, the creatures that own this land watch humans close sher… lest they forget the true animals own da swamp,” Mj rolled her eyes as their smelly caption began to cackle once more, the moist phlegm that gurgled up his throat with every wheezing laugh was starting to turn her stomach and in turn Mj could feel Theron's anger itching under her skin.

“Ready? Go!” “No! Wait!” I panic as the ground below us transforms into a black swamp, sucking us in. As I’m still stuck, the uncomfortably muddy sensation enveloping me to my hip, Hilda crosses her arms on her chest, sinking into the sludgy pond entirely. “Son of a bit—” I notice Kai wade towards me, and I am already holding out my hand to him as he suddenly gets grabbed by something, pulling him down into the marsh.

“It just can’t be.” I thought that Reive would to refute me. However, he just let his eyes linger on me and then turned away. The corners of his mouth curled up a little. “If you say so. Let it be just joking.” I didn’t understand if he was telling the truth or not. After a couple of minutes, we came upon a wide swamp. The surface was overgrown with duckweed and waterweeds but dark reed candles were standing up around the edges. Reive was the first to get to the water. He moved the grass aside and dipped his hands in the water.