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I stare at the spot in the forest where he…

The dean turned into a wolf.

He…

How…

The terrifying howl cuts off.

But then…

There are more.

Distant.

Far away.

There are more howls.

Dozens.

Whatever he is… There are more.

There are so many more.

Chapter 107

Nix

The cry trapped in my throat finally breaks free as I fall out of the darkness and into a brightly lit room.

My body collides with something hard, and I grab for it, trying to catch myself.

But it tips, and I bring the large… sculpture down with me.

I curl in on myself as I slam into the glossy wood floor, and glass shatters around me.

People shout.

Pain rolls through me.

I was taken.

Someone pulled me through a painting.

A mirror.

I need to get away.

Shards of glass cut into my bare arms as I roll onto my hands and knees.

Blood trails down my arm, but I ignore it and the glass under my palms as I try to get to my feet.

Something slams to the ground beside me, shaking the floor, and I lose my balance, slipping on more debris. My jeans protect my knees. And my skin is healing itself, but my hands are slippery with blood.

The shouts in the room turn into screams.

I need to get away!