Amaia pov
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On May 22, the moon will be out and it would shine so bright as it has ever had, the alpha would be awakened, and there would be no choice but to let fate be fulfilled.
You couldn’t run from it.
No matter how long or how far you run, you’ll meet again. And when you met there’s no turning back.
Because it’s has begun from birth.
The cursed lived, the killer would live too.
And on May 22, the Alpha would rise.
And the alpha would kill his mate for peace to reign in his pack, else he might choose to be a loner or die in her stead.
This is their fate...
The seer...
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I rushed to the stream I saw, pull my hoodie off my face, and sunk my face into it. I was exhausted. And I needed water. Pulling out my face off the water, I took some in my hands and drank.
