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Runaway Unatha

"You," He repeated, his breath coming out rather heavily as he took a step closer to me. In that moment, it was as if my body was on the verge of erupting into flames. To have him near me was to feel the pull of desire, an overwhelming need to touch him, to let my fingers dance across his face, and to surrender to the promise of all the things he could do to me. His eyes stared deeply, probing as if attempting to unearth every dark secret I had ever hidden throughout my life. Within his gaze, there were two emotions locked in a fierce battle for control: desire and disgust. As he opened his mouth to speak, his eyes were filled with hatred. "You don't have a wolf." ~ In the wolf pack of Nightfang, where power and privilege reigned supreme, Unatha was an anomaly. A girl without a wolf, she had been rejected by her so-called mate and left to navigate the treacherous and dangerous world on her. But destiny had other plans. In a twist of fate, Unatha discovered that her heart was meant for another, not just any other, but the Alpha King, a powerful Lycan whose authority was unchallenged. As the secrets of her true lineage unraveled, Unatha found herself at the center of a supernatural world far more complex than she could have ever imagined. As she delved deeper into this hidden realm, Unatha unearthed ancient rivalries, unearthly powers, and a love she never thought possible. But in this perilous journey, not all were allies, and not all were what they seemed.

ZuriA03 · Fantasia
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64 Chs

Past Life

"Are you telling me that what I dreamt of actually happened?" I asked, utterly perplexed. Zane had a slight frown on his face and was deep in thought.

"Yes, it did happen, and you were reincarnated," he finally answered, his voice devoid of any warmth or concern. 

I stared at him in disbelief. Reincarnation was a concept I'd heard of in stories and myths, something that happened in fantastical worlds, not in my own reality. My mind struggled to make sense of his words.

"I don't understand," I admitted, my voice quivering.

Elder Tali, who had been silently observing our conversation, leaned forward, her eyes filled with an ancient wisdom that seemed to penetrate my very soul. "Child, what you experienced in your dream was not a mere vision. It was a glimpse into your past life."

"Past life?" I echoed, feeling like I had stepped into a surreal realm where the boundaries between reality and fantasy blurred.