Werewolf short stories
Chapter Eleven: Awakening
Crystal point of view
The darkness was suffocating, a heavy weight pressing down on me, pinning me to the ground, making me feel pressured. My mind and body struggled to fight through it, but it felt endless and meaningless—cold, empty, and filled with whispers I couldn’t understand. Somewhere, deep in the void, I could hear voices calling my name, but they were distant, muffled by the shadows swirling around me.
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