I glanced at my mom, her expression soft but tinged with concern. I couldn’t bring myself to tell her. Not about the nightmares, not about what was happening to me. There was no need; someone else would do it for me. And that someone would undoubtedly be Lisa. The thought made me smile, a small, sweet smile that brought a flicker of comfort to my chest. Lisa had always been more than a best friend—she was my confidante, my anchor in the storm. Time and again, she proved her loyalty, her kindness, her unwavering support. Having someone like her in my life made my heart swell with joy. Even in moments like this, when everything felt like it was falling apart, I could count on her. “Olivia,” my mom said, her voice breaking through my thoughts. I turned to meet her gaze, her clear blue eyes searching mine with a mixture of doubt and worry. She didn’t believe me. I could see it in the way her brows knit together, the way her lips pressed into a thin line. But I smiled, forcing a calmnes

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My dad carried my mom in his arms, rushing her to the clinic. I followed a few steps behind, my legs trembling as guilt weighed heavily on me. **Why did I explode like that?** The question burned in my mind, but no answer came. I couldn’t understand what had happened, and the more I thought about it, the more the panic clawed at my chest.The moment we stepped outside, I felt the weight of their stares. Students lined the path, their eyes fixed on me, whispers spreading like wildfire. I could feel their judgment, their confusion, and their fear. **It’s my fault,** I thought, my heart sinking further. **It’s all my fault.**Among the crowd, Lisa’s familiar face appeared. The moment she saw me, she pushed through the others, her hands reaching out to cup my tear-streaked face. Her warmth, her softness, was a small comfort in the chaos.“Don’t worry, Olivia,” she said, her voice calm and soothing. “Your mom will be alright. I’m here with you.” She pulled me into a tight embrace, her arms

Adrian’s POVFor a week now, I hadn’t seen her anywhere on school grounds. Her dorm window had remained shut the entire time, and I couldn’t go through the main gate.Boys weren’t allowed into the girls’ dormitory.I missed her more than I wanted to admit.“Oh, lover boy. You miss your girl?”The voice came from behind me. I turned and saw him—the same man who had told me I needed to submit her to our clan.“Tomorrow is the deadline, Adrian,” he said. “You have to bring her in.”I looked back at him, my jaw tightening. “I can’t. I love her too much. I don’t want any harm to come to her.”He let out a soft laugh and patted my shoulder. “If you don’t want to submit her, then I’ll take her myself. Either you do it willingly, or we get her ourselves.”“How dare you?” I shouted, grabbing him by the collar.“She’s part of our clan, Adrian. I won’t harm her,” he said calmly, and I slowly let go.“You’re scared I’ll hurt her?” he asked with a laugh. “I only want to help her—help her out of he

She couldn’t cross the holy circle where she had been laid. I turned to the priest, wondering what was truly happening to her, but he was still deep in the middle of the spell.“When has a werewolf ever had to answer to a priest?” the man beside me said, resting a hand on my shoulder. “Her powers are going to be controlled by him.”He looked at Olivia with eyes gleaming with greed. A chill moved through me. I couldn’t shake the feeling that he wasn’t trying to help her at all. If anything, it felt as though he was here to destroy her.“How long will the ritual take?” I asked. It already seemed far from over.“For it to be complete, it will take more than two days,” he replied as he walked toward the priest.Patting the priest lightly on the shoulder, he looked back at Olivia, then turned to me.“You know what to do next,” he said. “Let’s go, Adrian.”I hesitated.I should follow him, but Olivia...I couldn’t leave her here. Would she be all right?My eyes returned to her, still trappe

.Olivia POVWhen I woke, I was surrounded by candles.For a moment, I couldn’t understand what I was seeing. What the hell was going on? I had been in my room only moments ago, and now I was here, trapped inside a perfect circle of black and red candles.I tried to speak, but I was too weak. It felt as though something was being pulled from my body—something vital, something that belonged to me. My limbs were heavy, my chest tight, and every breath came shallow and sharp.“She’s no ordinary wolf,” the priest said as he circled me. “She has three identities.”His voice was calm, almost clinical, as though I were nothing more than a specimen laid out before him.“Prepare a cold bath for her,” he ordered. “And bring the incense.”Then he began to whisper incantations.At first, the words brushed against my skin like water. But not water—no. It felt more like burning oil being poured over me, seeping into my flesh. I could feel my skin blistering, peeling, my body writhing under pain so

When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a room—a dark, suffocating room with tubes connected to my body and chains wrapped around my wrists and ankles.Not ordinary chains.These were thicker, heavier than the last ones, as though whoever had put me here had learned from their mistakes. Was this what they meant by helping me control my power? Or were they simply draining it from me?I lifted my head and looked around.I couldn’t die here.Crystal-clear liquid flowed through the tubes attached to my body, disappearing into large glass containers nearby. Panic clawed at my chest. I had to escape. I pulled against the chains, but the harder I struggled, the weaker I became.It was strange.Every movement drained me further, as if the room itself was feeding on my strength. What exactly did they want from me?My eyes shifted to the door.Just then, it opened.The priest walked in.“Finally, you’re awake,” he said with a smile, as though we were old friends meeting under pleasant circumst

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