LYRA’S POVI ran, my legs moving as fast as they could carry me, my breath ragged. The beast’s growl still echoed in my ears, and the image of that girl’s lifeless body haunted my every step. My chest burned, and my heart pounded so hard I thought it might explode.I darted behind a tree, collapsing against its rough bark. My hands flew to my chest as I struggled to breathe, the panic clawing its way through me. Tears blurred my vision, hot and relentless. I couldn’t stop them.“No… no, not again,” I whispered, choking on the words as they came out between gasps. “Please, not again…”The memories crashed over me. The screams, the blood, the cold, unforgiving night when my family was torn apart. I closed my eyes, but it didn’t stop. The vision of my mother’s face—pale, her eyes wide with terror. My father’s hand reached for me as the shadows consumed him. “No, no, no!” I sobbed, pressing my hand harder against my chest, trying to force the pain away, but it only grew stronger. I was
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