Warrior 147

Chapter 147 RYN

Now everything makes sense.

When they said I was cursed to be alone; it wasn't because I wouldn't find my mate.

It was because I'd find them and they'd slip from hands like sand in the wind.

I staggered out of the hospital building, with the blood of the Healer on my hands and a strange sense of bond between me and the King.

In order to save the Healer's life, I had to make the oath, and the King had gleefully dug his claws into my wrists, making my words a blood oath,

Once we were done, he had cut a piece of his arm and sprinkled his blood on the healer's open wound. Within minutes, the neck wound healed and the poor, elderly man wheezed and coughed, looking at the King with the utmost disdain.

Afterward, the King spoke about coming to his office to pick up a check, but I wasn't listening. Instead, I looked at my mates with one last longing glance before grabbing my bag and leaving the room.

As I stepped off the road, a strange itch began to creep along my spine, sharp and insistent. My feet seemed to have a will of their own as they pulled me toward the shadowy woods. My legs trembled as I pushed deeper, my body feeling drained, like every ounce of energy was being stolen away.

The itch spread across my back, burning like fire beneath my skin, and when I reached to scratch it, a sharp jolt of pain made me scream. My bones... they were shifting. Twisting.

I heard a rip and realized my clothes were tearing. Before I could panic, another wrenching pain shot through my spine, forcing a cry from my lips.

What's happening to me?!

A sharp snap rang through the air, and my knees buckled as my leg bones cracked and shifted. Tears spilled down my face as

I clawed at the ground. Then I saw it-red fur sprouting along my trembling hands.

What the hell? Am I... shifting?

The answer came as my left arm wrenched backward, yanked by an invisible force. My breath caught in stunned to scream.

Please, make it stop!

my

throat. I was too

The agony was unrelenting, ripping through me like wildfire. My chest seemed to collapse inward, then split apart as H vomited everything I'd eaten. Gasping for air, bcrawled to a tree only for my legs to twist and fracture beneath me, leaving me crumpled in the dirt. Time lost all meaning as the torment dragged on. Every bone shattered, mended, and reshaped, and I felt every second of it. Memories of the cruel words, the stares, the isolation-all the pain I'd carried for so long-rushed to the surface, blending with this fresh agony. When the pain finally stopped, I was no longer myself.

Istood shakily on legs that didn't feel human, the forest spinning around me. Then a sound tore from my throat, primal and wild. A howl-no, a roar-that echoed into the early morning sky. It wasn't my voice. It was something else entirely. Something savage.

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were no longer human,

don't let me

my fur was blood red in color, which was significantly different from mutants who were always

made me assume that there was a lake nearby. The urge to run there suddenly came over me and I gave in, discovering a speed that was four times faster than my usual spe

felt so good I could

of dawn and after priming my senses to make sure no one was around,

to look. If I am a mutant, then there's no way Theon and Miro would ever look past that and fall

leaned forward and peered into my reflection, and what I

look deformed. I looked like a

looked like fresh-spilled blood,

Lilac

eyes

that made my heart pound in my chest. My sharp fangs gleamed dangerously, and every

stepped back, trembling, my body

but as something unstoppable.

that happened after was

was waking up beside the lake, completely exhausted. I blinked my eyes open, stretched and yawned

Shit!

off

knees and noticed my hands were back to

stood up, looking around with wide eyes, while covering my private parts with my

able to make it back to where my things

took a deep breath to calm my

Then I

back.

what seemed like a forever of internal panicking, I finally saw my things

it and it

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clothes, and to my horror, I found them shredded. I remembered hearing them rip when I shifted,

didn't bring any spare

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around in fright, in case I just called attention to myself. After listening and making sure no one heard me, I thought of what to

where the fuck is my phone? I realized I didn't bring it out of my back pocket when I

again as I searched the ground for my

didn't have to look very

down on the ground,

my

clothes were strewn.

the dirt from its face and

my phone came on, but then I realized I

had to go wrong in this

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