Thor

techamber closed with a soft click, sealing the four of us inside. The silence that fell wa

a look of welcome or even acknowledgement. It was the loo

the stone walls around us. There was no trace of warmth in it, no emotion a

d. "You are Number One." Her finger shifted t

k eyes met mine. "And

, and you strip away their identity. I saw the hope drain from the fa

voice a relentless monotone. "You will obey. Your live

n the unnerving quiet. "I'm sure you've heard the stories. The whispers in your home packs about the cursed

r One began to tre

ing. "His inner wolf... it is insatiable. It despises the scent of other wol

e ice water trickl

ires a... companion," she said, the word 'companion' dr

ed pacing and stood before us, her eyes glinting in the dim lig

ur fate. Number One let out a choked, piercing s

own at the collapsed girl.

th a sigh of impatience, I stepped forward and knelt, hauling Number One

, a hint of surprise in thei

d menial tasks around the castle. Do not attempt to escape. The guards' wolves are fast, and they e

she was standing directly in front of me. Her scent w

meant only for me. "Do not for a second believe your bloodline grants you any

ear. "You have no inner wolf. Which means you have no

hout a wolf's scent was to be without a soul, without allure, without value. I

s had the op

wolf...

nsult, but as a revelation. A key clickin

t, the very presence, of another she-wolf's spir

idn't h

n to form in the depths of my mind. A tiny, flic

was specific? What if the very thing that had made me an outcast my entire

ster's curse co

with a satisfied smirk. She thought she had broken me. She had

ibility. It was a gamble of impossible odds, my life hanging on a

s a c

a new light. A calculating, focused glint that

to its brisk, authoritative tone, "foll

nd swept out

. My head was down, my expression hidden, but my

fying pulse of a desperate