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There was no room for vulnerability here, no room for forgiveness. It was conquer or be killed.
“Aren’t you a beautiful beast?” he said. I narrowed my eyes at him, allowing a growl to escape my mouth. I did not appreciate his humor so shortly after becoming the very same creature that had killed so many of my people. I had become an aufhocker. I was an omen of death.