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... g through the trees like a curse. Rhett’s voice was iron and flame, his hands already slick with sweat and blood as he fought to keep the young wolf from shifting.

A crescent moon bled light overhead. The rebel encampment had been quiet, until now.

Beckett staggered back as the thrashing boy let out a cry that wasn’t human anymore. His bones cracked beneath his skin. Flesh tore. Fur pushed through muscle. Something ancient, something wild, had awakened in him. Too early.

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