My Fiery Mate

Years

uched into position at the starting line of the r

get set... Go!" s

past, whipping her hair and clothes. She felt alive, powerful, and free. It had been four years since that fateful day when she had transformed into a b

i cheered enthusiastically

s of uniformed students. She glanced over her shoulder, seeing Mai jump up and down in excitement, her dark hair flowin

rowd erupted into cheers, applause, and whistles. Lireal smiled humbly, acknowledging t

ne frame. Her long raven hair shone under the sunlight, matching the new brightness in her eyes. She stood tall, emanating confidence and in

"You were awesome!" she exclaimed, bubbl

say you're pretty cool." Arm in arm, the two

even shyly asked for her autograph. Across the room, Lireal spotted a tight huddle of students. F

g around another cowering student. The victim was sitting soaked with

?" demanded Lireal angrily as f

coffed. "How is this any of your business?" she as

d your own

y hot as she slammed her fist down hard on the cafeteria table. The loud ba

an innocent girl, and you want me to sit back and watch?" she questione

"You should learn how to

bbed her by the hair and slammed her head against the table, the heat from her hand burning her hair. There was a loud thud and Margot

Margot rubbed her head, trying to get rid of the burning as tears streamed down her face. Th

voice full of anger. "You think it's funny to hurt people, to make them cry? Well, you're going to learn your lesson today!" With a force

stood beside her, her breath coming in short gasps. She glanced at Lireal, concern etched on her face. Lireal's hands were trembli

she threatened. Lireal placed her hand on Margot's trembling shoulder, gently but firmly. "You need to understand that you

hing. Lireal gave her one last glare before turning away dismissivel

away. As they made their way through the cafeteria, students clapped a

ng with years of trauma and suppressed feeli