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Chapter 4 A NIGHT OF TRANSFORMATION

Word Count: 1166    |    Released on: 21/06/2025

er, Lord Fredrick, and Diego, his trusted Beta, stood like statues, their chiseled physiques and strong features a testament to their warrior herita

mother had followed soon after. It was during those dark times that he had formed an unbreakable bond with Lord Fredrick and Diego. Diego, wit

top behaving like an old badie among us. Your Luna will be here in a week, and you need to lighten up so she doesn

make him look alive again and cheerful, I'll give you a bag of gold." Lord Fredrick's face turned s

th a mixture of amusement and curiosity. He knew their antics

g dressed in her room, her heart racing with anticipation. The park's meeting place was bustling with activity, the sound of laughter an

reaming royalty. The light, natural makeup accentuated her features, while the teardrop diamond necklace sparkled like a tiny star on her neck. The matching diamond earrings and bracelet added a touch of sophistication, catching the light

t designer bag, its understated elegance a testament to her refined taste. Bella's eyes sparkled with excitement as she

ou look stunning, Your Highness," Josephine said, her voice filled with admiration. Beatrix no

n't have done it without them, and she was grateful for their hard work and dedication. W

glow with warm smiles and anticipation. This was my last birthday celebration with them before I embarked on my new journey as

a hint of tears, her emotions a poignant reminder of the bittersweet nature of this moment.

hat seemed to vibrate through every molecule. I closed my eyes, my voice barely above a whisper as I prayed to the moon goddess. "Please, don't let me find my mate among these

prepared for whatever lay ahead. With a deep breath, I steeled myself for the unknown

th anticipation. I felt a shiver run down my spine as they began to chant, their voices weaving together in a hypnotic rhythm. The words were in a langua

ring. It was blinding, forcing me to shield my eyes. But even with my eyes closed, I could feel the po

t would haunt me forever. And then, in an instant, everything went silent. The chanting sto

k a deep breath, feeling the transformation begin to take hold. My senses grew sharper, my body

ke? Would it be strong and fierce, or would it be weak

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