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Chapter 17: Freedom
LYKOS Oceana's question hung in the air, and my heart raced as I realized she was aware of my ability to transform. Of course, she was, because Argon, Felix, and the elders transformed. Yes, the seamen did not see Felix die, but they did kill Argon, so he must have transformed in front of them. Panic welled up inside me, and I considered saying I would transform only after I died. But then Oceana's hand on my chest stopped the turmoil in my head, and I looked up to see a look I could not read in her eyes. “Your heart... it’s loud and... fast,” she said, and my eyes widened. She could hear my heart? I quickly scribbled in the sand, posing the question. Oceana nodded, and despite my wolfish exterior, I blushed. "As merpeople, our eyesight is not great above water, but we compensate wit
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