Gasping for breath, I fled from Lycan Steven, his utterance of the word 'mate' laced with a deadly passion scared me to death. He had been finding me for centuries, and now, as I stood before him, his eyes showed no hint of remorse, only an unexplainable desire to end my life.My escape was abruptly halted as I tripped over a large root, sending me tumbling to my knees.I cursed multiple times and endured the pain. Looking upwards, the night had fallen; the towering trees cast dancing shadows in the dim light. Pain shot through me, but I had no choice but to rise and sprinted with renewed urgency quickly.Glancing over my shoulder, I witnessed a chilling transformation.Lycan Steven, in a fluid motion, morphed into his wolf form, leaping with predatory grace. His silver fur gleamed in the moonlight, a mesmerizing yet terrifying sight.As I ran, his growl echoed behind me, a haunting reminder of the danger I was in. Tears blurred my vision, a testament to the harrowing journey I had end
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