Katherine POVSara's sadistic smirk was chilling, but not as shocking as the gun pointed directly at my head. Her guards trained their weapons on Quentin's and Emilia's limp bodies, their eyes devoid of mercy. My feet felt frozen in fear as my heart raced with worry. "Sara, what... are... you doing?" I stammered, my voice trembling with fear, as hot tears streamed down my face.Sara's laughter was maniacal, her guards joining in, their cruel amusement echoing off the walls. "Oh, Katherine, you're just so gullible," she taunted, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Did you really think I don't know you're a monster?" I shook my head, confusion and fear warring within me. "What monster?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Sara's laughter grew louder, her body shaking with mirth. "You're a werewolf, a disgusting, evil hairy monster!" she spat, her words dripping with venom. I am a werewolf, but I am not a monster. I have never been, and I would never be. But how did Sara discover my
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