Waking in my bed, in my apartment, feels . . . strange.
It's the same cockroaches, same musty smell, and same old hide and seek.But something is very different—something I can't quite put my finger on.
Visions of events I can't place flood my mind.Pictures of people and places that I have no recollection of.And then there’s him. The shifter king.His amber eyes burn through me with far too much knowing—too much yearning... moreWaking in my bed, in my apartment, feels . . . strange.
It's the same cockroaches, same musty smell, and same old hide and seek.But something is very different—something I can't quite put my finger on.
Visions of events I can't place flood my mind.Pictures of people and places that I have no recollection of.And then there’s him. The shifter king.His amber eyes burn through me with far too much knowing—too much yearning.But how could that be?We don’t know each other…
And now, as the clans move and shift around the city, my presence seems to go entirely unnoticed.It’s almost as if I don't truly exist.I’m starting to think there’s foul magic at hand—and that I’m at the very core of it.But how do I break a spell . . . when I don’t even know exists? less
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