Sold To The Wrong Lycan Heir
He was unknowingly feeding me, coaxing me back to life.
Then one night, he shattered the last remnants of the mental seal. I felt it—like a dam breaking. The flood of sensation, the breath of awakening. It was overwhelming. Liberating.
And tonight, I take my first true steps.
The hunger drives me. I rise slowly, limbs trembling, heart pounding. My senses are confused, overwhelmed. Vision remains blurred, sound muffled, but the physicality is real. I am in her world. The need for sustenance gnaws at me. I stumble forward, tracing the walls, relying on touch to navigate. I do not know where I am, only that I am no longer hidden.
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