Once Rejected, Twice Accepted
This creature was not some wild beast, but a member of their own kind, transformed into a monstrous form by dark magic or foul experimentation.
"We need to stop," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "This... this creature, it's one of ours."
Marcus frowned, confusion etched on his features. "What do you mean, one of ours?"
I pointed to the insignia on the creature's paw, my hand trembling slightly. "It's from Zane's pack. This... thing, it's one of our own. We can't just... kill it."
There was a moment of stunned silence as my words sank in. Then, Marcus cursed, his expression mirroring my own horror and disbelief.
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