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[LISA BURNER: Your brother’s looking for you. I think he believes me that I don’t know anything, but I’m not sure. I’m deleting everything off this phone just in case. I have a bad feeling about this]

[AVA: Be careful. It might be better if we don’t talk for a few weeks. I just heard two shifters talking earlier today; it looks like they’re finally searching.]

[LISA BURNER: I love you, Ave. I’m worried. Have I been watching too many crime documentaries? Anyway, I’ll text you when it’s safer.]

I clutch my phone in fear, the plastic case digging into my palm as I rush out of the lecture hall. My heart pounds with a frantic rhythm, echoing the chaos in my mind. The two shifters‘ words replay in an endless loop, fueling the fear that coils tighter with each passing second.

Escape. I need to escape.

I weave through the throngs of students, desperate to put as much distance between myself and those who might be searching for me. The world around me blurs

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into a kaleidoscope of colors and faces, each one a potential threat. I can’t shake the feeling that eyes are watching my every move, that danger lurks in every shadow.

The bus stop offers a brief respite, and I collapse onto the bench, gasping for air. My eyes dart back and forth, scanning the crowd for any sign of pursuit. The minutes crawl by, each one amplifying the tension coiled within me.

Finally, the bus arrives, and I board with a sense of urgency, clutching my bag close to my chest. As it lurches forward, I sink into a seat near the back, my gaze fixed on the window, searching for any suspicious figures or movements.

looking for any telltale signs that

me as I spot Selene waiting patiently, her bright blue eyes a beacon of familiarity in a world that suddenly feels so

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and for a moment, the weight on my shoulders eases. Together, we hurry towards the safety of my apartment, my steps quickening with each

hands as sobs wrack my body. Fear, frustration, and

a comforting presence in the midst of my turmoil. I cling

The tears flor

emotions that have been building within me. I cry for the life I’ve lost, for the family that has turned their backs on me, for the constant threat of discovery that

my cheek pressed against my knees as the last vestiges of a nightmare cling to the edges of

website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

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away the haze of sleep, taking in the familiar

up at my feet, her piercing blue eyes regarding me with concern. A wave of affection washes over me as I reach out

to uncoil, my stomach rumbles, reminding me that I haven’t eaten properly since breakfast. With a groan, I push myself up from the floor, my limbs protesting the prolonged period

a weary smile as I make

soothing, a welcome distraction from the turmoil that

with practiced ease, the sizzle of the

vegetables filling the air with a comforting warmth.

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that had gripped me so tightly begins to loosen

I turn to find Selene sitting in the doorway, the unmistakable glimmer of the purple crystal clenched between her jaws. A surprised laugh escapes my lips as I cross the room, reaching out to gently pry the object from her mouth. She’s obsessed with it, and I’ve had

over the past few months.

little troublemaker?” I chide, holding the crystal up to the

sensation. I gasp,