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Chapter: Eight
Raven POV In a heated sprint, Amber, William, and I head out of the packhouse, anxious to get away from everybody and everything behind us. Hidden within a thicket near the woods, we strip, our clothes barely hitting the earthen ground before our bodies shift into fur and paws. Racing through the labyrinth of trees, I marvel at my friends’ beasts. Although they would be considered small wolves, they weren’t at all less breath-taking. Amber is a blanket of off-white aside from the black tufts at her feet. On the other hand, William is a rich chocolate brown, kissed with flecks of white around his snout and frosty-capped ears. “Oh, I feel free!” Ruby is sticking her tongue out and bounding off trees as she nears them. While I let her go crazy, I notice Amber and William are lagging behin
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