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Chapter 22: My Love

Author: De Lilah
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Valkyrie

I was so happy to finally find the herbs, and now I was good to go. But before I could turn toward the packhouse, a sudden growl startled me.

"No... it can’t be..." I held my breath, only to find a massive dark wolf with crimson eyes glaring at me.

"STAY BACK!" I barked, trying to regain my composure. Though my knees wobbled, I knew I couldn’t let the wolf think I was its prey.

The growl grew louder.

I took a step back, my muscles screaming for me to run, but I forced myself to stay still.

The wolf's crimson eyes burned with intensity, its sharp teeth bared in a snarl. The growl deepened, vibrating through the air around me.

I clenched my fists, gathering every ounce of courage I had left.

I had to stand my ground.

"Don’t make me do this," I said, my voice steady despite the fear clawing at my insides.

I could feel the weight of the herbs in my hand, but there was no time to think about them now. My focus was on the wolf—every movement, every breath, every twitch.

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