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I rested my head on my paws and closed my eyes as I panted softly. My eyes flew open and I sat upright, I had fallen asleep in the grass. I held my arm out and examined my hand, turning it around in front of my face. Human again. I looked around me at the forest. The sun had already begun to set, and it was getting dark. Oh no, I’m late, Dad will kill me. I stood up and looked down at myself. Crap! I'm naked. Do I really have to go back, couldn’t I just live in the forest now? You know, survive off the land and all that? I shivered as the last bit of sun left me and wrapped my arms around myself. Who am I kidding. I don’t know the first thing about surviving in the wild. I'd barely last the

Chapter 9: The Price of Victory Night falls heavy and fast, the way it always does in the borderlands—like someone snuffed out the last candle and left only smoke. I’m inside the tent, hood down, studying the next chapter by that faint violet glow from my own fingertips when the first vibration hits the ground. Not the usual camp shuffle. Not footsteps. Something heavier. Coordinated. Many. I drop the book. Hood up. Slip to the flap and peer out.

Watching. His eyes didn’t blink. Didn’t waver. I was naked. Wet. Flushed. Fingers still between my thighs. He stepped forward. And I couldn’t breathe. --- End of Chapter One

Chapter 1 My face pressed against the damp, muddy earth, my fingers plunging deep into the mire, I found myself in a desperate situation. The monster who had my leg in his grip possessed strength far above my desire to flee. Despite my sadness, a spark of resolve burned within me, prompting me to resist. I managed to flip onto my back by twisting my body with all my power, taking advantage of the chance to toss handfuls of muck at his face, temporarily disorienting him.

It was too toxic for me. As I walked in the woods, I could hear rustles. Today, the weather was cold which led to fog covering the path. I heard the rustles again. There was a scent I sniffled in. “Who’s there?” I said. Something was definitely watching me. ------------------------------------------------ A/n So, what did you think about this chapter guys, I will really love it if you comment your thoughts about Tata Mama disrupting everything. If you like this chapter, consider leaving a review for me. Thanks for your valuable coins!! With all love from, R.A Higheels

The slope began to level out, the frantic clicking of the wheels slowing down to a smooth, lazy glide through the tall grass. ​I sat back against the crate, my chest heaving as I wiped a fresh layer of dust and graphite from my forehead. I looked back at the dark mouth of the gorge behind us. We had descended the spine of the province in pitch darkness, completely invisible to the automated eye of the sky. ​I picked up the charcoal crayon, turned the page, and wrote the opening line of Chapter 118: ​The valley was wide, the night was ours, and the ink was already spreading.

They pitied me for years while I planned a future that never existed. Tears blur everything. I trip over a root and fall hard, scraping my knees, but I push up and keep going. The dress tears at the hem. I do not stop to fix it. I just want to disappear. The trees grow thicker here. I realize I have crossed the border into the Wildlands. Neutral territory. Rogues. Dangerous wolves who answer to no pack. Normally that thought would terrify me. Right now it feels like exactly where I belong. Let something out here end this nightmare.

Chapter 2: In the Woods I tried to stand up when I heard a howl inside the woods. The hair in my nape started to raise so as my arm. It becomes creepier when the noise gets louder, a sign that it is near. I hold the trunk to support myself from standing. I breathed a heavy sigh when I tried to take my first step. And for the second time around, I need to get away from the place where I do not belong. But where do I belong?

My chest burned with exertion, but I pressed on. I don't know how long I ran, but suddenly, a clearing emerged in the distance. With a surge of adrenaline, I propelled myself forward, my feet carrying me toward the promise of safety. As I burst into the clearing, still gasping for breath, the pursuing howls faded into the distance. Gasping for breath, I scanned my surroundings with a racing heart, gradually finding a calm rhythm. Sinking to my knees, I felt the cool grass beneath my palms. Closing my eyes, I thanked the heavens for my escape from the wolves.

Chapter 78: Fiona’s POV I woke up with a slight headache— the one that made me feel like I wasn't complete. The sun was abnormally Bright today. The scorching type. I stood up from my bed roll. .. These sounds of life were sinking into my soul as I slowly walked through the living body of the forest. I stood in the clearing and absorbed it all: the sound of birds chirping somewhere high in the canopy, the gentle ruffling of leaves carried by the wind, the quiet whispers of my people as they walked between the shadows. They weren’t ordinary wolves. No, these were the outcasts, the broken, the ones who’d been kicked out of their packs or had nowhere else to turn. We were a quilt of scars and p