Tyler's POV - A Secret Burden

“If only I could live longer …,” I thought.

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I walked through the dense forest, the weight of the curse lingering heavily on my shoulders.

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I had decided to seek the guidance of the pack’s shaman, desperate for a solution to the affliction that haunted me.

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The shaman's residence appeared ahead, a small hut nestled amidst ancient trees. The air felt heavy with mystic energies as I approached, a mix of hope and anxiety churning within me. I knocked on the wooden door, which creaked open slowly.

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"Ah, Alpha,” the shaman greeted with a knowing look. "I sensed your presence. Come in, my Precious Leader.”

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The interior of the hut was dimly lit by the flickering flame of a single candle. Various mystical artifacts adorned the shelves, attesting to the shaman's deep connection with the spiritual realm. I hesitated for a moment before entering, the gravity of my predicament weighing on me.

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"I seek your guidance, wise one," I spoke, my voice filled with a mix of determination and desper