The Alpha’s Witch Mate
Fear propelled me into motion, and I began running away from the tree, desperate to escape the scene.
However, no matter how far I ran, I found myself returning to the same spot beneath the tree. It was as if the very ground refused to release me from its grip. This bizarre cycle repeated itself five times, each time heightening my anxiety.
Just when I believed I was trapped forever, the tree suddenly came alive, its branches transforming into a gaping maw that swallowed me whole. My heart pounded in my chest as I fell through the darkness, a bone-chilling scream escaping my lips. With a resounding thud, I landed on the dusty ground, disoriented but relieved to be free from the tree's clutch
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