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Chapter 102: No One To Listen

Author: Judith GW
last update Last Updated: 2024-08-22 17:30:41

Ivy's POV

All I can do is watch helplessly as the werewolf warriors begin to shift.

Their muscles swell rapidly, thick bands of sinew contorting unnaturally underneath their clothes and armor. As the werewolves shift into their wolf forms–now a horrifying mass of twisted muscle and matted fur–they expand to nearly the size of Lycans. The chilling sound of bones twisting and grinding fills the air as their skeletons grow to accommodate their newly bulked-up bodies.

As I watch the transformations, fear flooding my body, scenes of the werewolves who’d chased me and Princess Sylvia earlier flash through my mind. I remember their mindless bloodlust, their utter lack of any reason or logic. I understand now that while these werewolves may gain immense strength under the influence of the potions, they pay a steep price: their sanity.

The red potions aren’t any sort of so-called secret weapon.

They’re a poison that will ultimately destroy any werewolf who consumes them from the inside out
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