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2025-04-09 17:51:07"You arrogant little—mutt!" Lira's voice warped into a snarl, and before Nyma could take another step.
Lira's wolf erupted from her human skin in a snarl of snapping tendons and splintering bone—black as a starless night, eyes twin pits of fire. Saliva strung between her fangs in glistening ropes as she lunged, a killing arc aimed for Nyma's exposed throat.
Time fractured.
The air thickened with the copper tang of impending bloodshed, and in that suspended heartbeat, Nyma understood with crystalline clarity:
One. She could not shift. Her wolf lay dormant, shackled by instinct—the life inside her more precious than vengeance, than survival itself.
Two. She could not run. Her body, heavy with child, would never outpace Lira's murderous grace.
Three. She was not prey.
The realisation struck like lightning. And somehow the world stopped.
Nyma stood frozen as Lira's monstrous wolf form hurtled toward
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