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y. "No. Just that I had to keep the p

her, that these feelings were ones she had hidden deep. But I neede

ether now. Whatever your mother knew, my mother was conne

n her eyes. It was a spark of trust, frail but there. "I know," she whispered.

life hunting things I didn't understand. Maybe it's time

decide whether to believe me. Just when I thought she might open up, a

up a hand to stop me. "Wait," she whispered, her eyes sh

y, charging at us with frightening speed. It was a werewolf,

ay as she changed in a blur of motion, her bo

us. Elara jumped at it, her jaws snapping as she tried to take it down. The t

fight unfold. My mind raced, trying to figure out how to help

age. It struck at Elara, its claws slicing through the air, but she ducked with a speed

ard, determined to help her. But as I raised my arm to strike,

Pain burst through me, and I stumbled back, grabbing at the cut. I could f

the haze of pain, and I saw her look

with a strong blow. Elara let out a painful yelp as she hit the dirt, a

p, but my body refused to follow. The pain

th bared as it prepared to give the killing blow. I had to do so

red me more than the monster standing over her. It was the acceptance of de

ry ounce of strength I had le

the background as I lunged at the monster. I barely noticed the shock on

held on with everything I had, unwilling to let go even as it twisted and s

hoping she had enough pow

nster, sinking her teeth into its throat. The beast let out a fi

ear into the monster, ensuring it was truly dead. My leg

to gasp out, even though I co

with a mix of worry and anger. "You idiot," she whispered, running over to k

tly, a small smile tugging at my lips despite the p

hat hadn't been there before. "You're lucky you're not dea

h me, I fell and all I could