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Lila clung tighter to him, her smile faltering. Nana knelt beside me, her hand gentle on my shoulder. “Child, breathe through it,” she murmured softly, shielding me slightly from the worst of the stares. The pain began to ebb, replaced by a strange, buzzing power humming in my blood. The runes faded slowly, sinking back beneath my skin, but I could still feel them—waiting. “They will pay for what they’ve done to you,” my wolf whispered, her voice gaining strength. “But not tonight. Tonight, we survive. We endure. And when the time comes… we rise.”

Ava asks whilst flicking her way through the numerous Netflix suggestions. “Anything but horror,” I say whilst warily eyeing the painting ′The flaying of Marsyas’ mounted on top of the fireplace on my left. Realizing my fear, she lets out a small laugh and starts scrolling through the movies and we decide to watch ‘The Last Summer’ starring KJ Apa. By the time the movie has ended along with the bottle of wine, various ice cream tubs, and pizzas, I start feeling droopy with the excessive alcohol and carbs in my system.