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Amara’s POVI tightened my robe about my shoulders as the wind howled through the trees. Before me, the forest's once-familiar trails were suddenly unfamiliar and hostile. I looked down at my kid, who was comfortably asleep in the sling that was fastened to my chest. The only thing that kept me anchored were his small breaths.I needed to be powerful. For me, for him.I kept thinking about the rogue's instructions. Follow the river north until the woods start to thin out. You'll know you're getting near when the air becomes frigid.I let out a short breath and continued walking. I followed my wolf instincts even though the moonlight hardly made it through the thick canopy above. I felt the draw of something sinister, something strange. Just hearing the term made my stomach turn. Nobody had ever returned from that location. But there was nothing I could do to stop Viktor.Every step was heavier than the previous on the lengthy trek. The air altered more the deeper I went. It became th

Amara’s POVMy chest erupted with pain as Viktor's power swept through me. I shouted, gripping my head as I felt the darkness encircle my spirit.Through the darkness, Viktor's voice resounded, "Stop fighting it, Amara." "This is your current self.""No!" I pushed against the weight that was crushing me from the inside as I gasped. Power—his power—crawled like wildfire through my veins, causing my body to shake.Around me, the Shadow Realm contorted into terrifying sights. My hands were covered in blood as I stood on a battlefield. I was no longer the victim. The monster was myself.With ragged breath, I turned to face Viktor. "This is what you did to me."He smiled more broadly. "I just revealed the truth to you. You were never supposed to be a helpless, frail wolf. He pointed to my trembling hands. "You sense it, don't you? The strength. The hunger.I balled my fists up. He was mistaken. I wasn't like him.But then—a tremendous shudder went through my body. My chest erupted into a d

Amara’s POVDarius and I ran in the chilly night while the wind howled through the trees. With each step I took, I got further away from the only home I had ever known, and my heart continued to race in my chest. However, I was no longer safe there. The pack was no longer on my side.We ran through the thick forest, Darius holding my hand tightly as we breathed in ragged gasps. "We must continue to move," he stated. "They will be looking for you."I swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded. "Where are we going exactly?"Without hesitation, he said, "To the ruins." "Someone there can assist you if what the elders said is accurate."I paused. However, it is hostile territory. Should we be apprehended—“I won’t let that happen,” Darius interrupted, his tone fierce. “You’re not alone in this, Amara.”His words sent warmth through me, but doubt still lingered. Was I making a mistake? Was I as dangerous as everyone believed?Branches snapped behind us, and Darius yanked me to the side, pr

Amara’s POVI sat looking at my hands by the fire. Still clinging to my fingers, the dark mist shifted and curled like smoke. Despite my best efforts to make it go away, it persisted.I was no longer the same.Darius, still weak from his wounds, sat a few feet away. Since I had unleashed my might, he had remained silent. And I understood why.I frightened him.My grandmother eventually broke the dense quiet between us.She added, "You need to understand what you are, Amara," in a firm voice that was perhaps tinged with fear.I balled my fists up. "I don’t even know what I am anymore."As though anticipating my response, she nodded. "That's because no one ever gave you the truth. Regarding you. Concerning Viktor.I looked up. "What do you mean?"She sighed and peered into the flames. "This wasn't always how Victor was. He was with us a long time ago.I gasped. "What?"He was a descendant of the First Alpha and, hence, a member of our bloodline. He was never content with his authority,

Amara’s POVAs I fled, the ground shook beneath my feet.As I arrived at the battlefield's edge, the air was heavy with choking smoke. The image before me made my heart tighten.The army of Viktor had come.The pack's territory was overrun by enormous monsters with twisted, grotesque bodies and red eyes that glowed. Their roars shook the darkness as their claws tore through fighters. Houses were on fire, with flames licking the sky like ravenous animals.The pack's warriors gave it their all in battle. Swords clashed. The claws tore into the flesh. The ground was marred by blood.However, we were outnumbered.Close to me, a fighter fell, his chest ripped open. As a hideous creature snatched him off the ground and tossed him aside like a rag doll, another screamed."Remain on the line!" Through the confusion, Darius's voice could be heard. With unwavering resolve, he sliced through Viktor's soldiers as he stood in the middle of the conflict. But he was having trouble, too.A wave of pa