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Rebirth In Agony

Author: Karen Burgress
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-26 21:22:58

Pain. Searing, all-consuming pain. It tears through every cell of my body like molten lava, reshaping me from the inside out. I try to scream, but my vocal cords are transforming, making my cries come out as half-human, half-wolf howls.

The basement of Callum's penthouse spins around me, ancient runes carved into stone walls pulsing with an eerie blue light. Their magic contains my thrashing body, keeps me from hurting myself – or others – as the change takes hold. The metallic scent of my own blood mingles with sweat and fear, overwhelming my heightening senses.

Through the haze of agony, I catch glimpses of Callum's face. His amber eyes never leave me, filled with a mixture of guilt and desperate love that makes me want to both cling to him and claw his eyes out. He did this to me. He took my choice away.

"I'm sorry," he whispers, the words falling uselessly between us. "I'm so sorry, love."

Another wave of pain hits, and I arch off the bed, bones cracking and reforming. My fingers
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