Olivia's breath came in short, uneven gasps, her heart hammering from the attack. The bloodied scene around her froze her in place as she stared at Callum in shock, adrenaline making her head struggle to catch up. The metallic scent of blood mingled with an earthy, wild smell she couldn't place.She couldn't get the images out of her head—Callum tearing through those things like they were nothing. The precision, the raw force; utterly inhuman. His movements had been fluid, predatory, terrifying in their efficiency. Standing before her now, the man she thought she knew was something far beyond comprehension.His eyes glowed unnaturally in the dim light, a molten gold that seemed to pierce right through her. One word reverberated within her mind, impossible yet undeniable: *werewolf*. The very thing that couldn't exist, shouldn't exist, yet clearly did."I need you to listen," he said, his voice strained like he knew the extent of her shattered world. A world where monsters were real, a
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