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Nina The little red bird transformed right in front of me. A moment later, a young woman with long red hair and striking green eyes stood in the clearing now, and my shock was palpable. She appeared no older than me, rubbing her arm where I had grabbed her, a mix of irritation and pain on her face
Chapter 666
Nina After Daphne’s swift departure, I stood alone in the forest clearing, the whisper of leaves and distant birdcalls my only companions. The realization that she knew more than she was letting on about the yellow-eyed wolf weighed heavily on me. Her help could be instrumental in figuring out w
Chapter 667
Not me, though. I didn’t want that. It wasn’t… me. “Mom,” I said softly then, blinking away the tears that threatened to come at the mention of my sister, “what if… what if I don’t want to be the princess?” My mom blinked at me, taken aback. “What do you mean?” “I mean… I don’t know if I’m cut
Chapter 668
Nina Enzo and I huddled under the glow of our living room lamp, trying to figure out how the hell we were going to find and talk to this elusive bird shifter, Daphne. Daphne had revealed that she had been watching us for long enough to know all about the yellow-eyed wolf, and something told me t
Chapter 669
Nina “Do you think she’s coming?” Enzo’s voice and the feeling of his strong, warm arm wrapping around my shoulders pulled me back to the present. I had been staring longingly off the front of the porch, hoping that she would come. “I don’t know,” I said, checking the time on my phone. The par
Chapter 670
Nina “You did what?” The evening’s events had left a bittersweet taste in my mouth as I sat in front of the bedroom vanity, slowly brushing out my long, black hair. It had gotten so much longer over the past year, and now fell almost down to my butt. My bangs had grown out, though. “I told her
Chapter 671
Nina I woke up the next morning to a familiar, yet unwelcome sensation—a sharp, throbbing pain in my lower abdomen. In fact, it was the pain that woke me up from a deep sleep. The discomfort was so intense that it felt like a tight knot had formed in my stomach, making me curl up instinctively.
Chapter 672
Nina I stared back and forth between the pamphlet in my hands and the poster on the glass doors. “Prenatal Yoga: Movement for Expecting Mothers,” the sign read. The one on the door had the same image of a very pregnant woman doing a headstand, and I almost laughed again at the idea. It had to
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