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Elyra drifted into sleep reluctantly, her mind heavy with the weight of the day. Yet, as the darkness of unconsciousness took her, she found herself standing in a surreal landscape-an endless expanse of moonlit silver grass, the air thick with the scent of jasmine.

A figure emerged from the mist, his presence both commanding and strangely comforting. He was tall, his features sharp yet alluring, his eyes glowing like embers against his dark skin. Elyra instinctively knew who he was: the Lycan King.

"You came," he said, his voice smooth as velvet, filled with dark promise. He stepped closer, the faint scent of cedar and something primal reaching her.

"I didn't..." Elyra stammered, taking a step back.

"You belong here, Elyra," he murmured, his gaze locking with hers. "You've always belonged to me. To us. Why deny it?"

to anyone,"

caress. "Ah, but your power, your

her resolve waver as his hand brushed against her cheek, his touch cool and electric.

then she saw a flicker of

back. "You can't manipulate

to a dangerous whisper. "You'll see the truth soon enough.

into cold darkness. She gasped awake,

at her side

him," she whispered, her voice breaking. "The Lycan King. He was in my dream. He he was trying

as she fought to find the words.

Dain said firmly, his voice steady despite the rage simmering

she leaned into him, her hands gripping his shirt as if he

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