Beauty and the Alpha Beast
Marek turns his head and bares his fangs.
I’m pinned, caught by the spell’s force, unable to turn, unable to respond. My fur stands on end as the magic burns through every nerve. Fear threads behind my teeth, but I refuse to retreat. The chanting grows louder, each syllable striking the air like stones dropping into glass.
"Wolf of midnight black and flame,
Bound to river, bound to name.
Moon above, now turn your face,
Let death descend and leave no trace.
Rapunzel root and blessed bloom,
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