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    Pain.

    A searing, soul–ripping agony tore me out of endless darkness.

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    I opened my eyes. The first thing I saw was a massive canopy overhead, unfamiliar and thick enough to blot out the sky.

    The air was thick and humid,ced with the scent of rotting nts and strange, cloying flowers.

    I was lying on a bed of soft, half–decayed leaves. Every breath sent a jolt of pain through my ribs.

    I was still alive.

    “Get up!” my wolf, Asphodel, growled weakly but with unshaken authority in my mind. “An injured prey is no different from death! Leslie, get up! Check your wounds! Find water!”

    Pushed by Asphodel’smand, I used every ounce of strength to lift myself off the ground.

    Two ribs on my right side were definitely broken.

    My body was covered in gashes from shuttle debris–no longer bleeding thanks to Alpha regeneration, but they still burned like fire.

    That expensive formal dress was now just strips of tattered cloth.

    I looked around.

    This was a forest so primal it struck terror into the heart. Towering trees loomed like ancient giants, slicing the sky into fractured shards.

    Glowing fungi and colorful ferns I’d never seen before nketed the forest floor.

    Apart from the eerie cries of unknown creatures, there was no other sound,

    My neural band was long gone, lost in the fall.

    All connection to the outside world–severed.

    I was trapped here.

    My throat burned with thirst.

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    Survival instinct took over, pushing me to stumble toward a faint trickle of water I could barely

    hear in the distance.

    I don’t know how long I walked before I finally found a clear stream.

    I copsed, plunging my face into the icy water, drinking desperately.

    The sweet, cold stream soothed my parched throat and jolted my blood–deprived, foggy mind back into rity.

    Just as I lifted my head to catch my breath, I heard it—a faint snap of a branch behind me in the underbrush.

    I froze.

    “Hunter!” Asphodel snarled from deep within me, his voice filled with bloodlust. “Not a wolf… something else… older… hungrier!”

    A sharp, wild stench, thick with raw instinct, drifted into my nose on the wind.

    I was the prey now!?

    No hesitation–I turned and ran.

    Alpha instincts surged through me, unleashing a burst of speed even in this alien jungle.

    But my injuries slowed me down.

    Every step felt like dancing on knives.

    The hunters behind me weren’t alone.

    To my left, I could hear the heavy, crashing footsteps of something asrge as a grizzly, barreling through the forest without care.

    To my right, high in the trees, a sleek shadow moved like a panther, leaping silently from branch to branch.

    They were using an ancient, efficient hunting formation–herding me, cornering me into a death trap of their design.

    I tried to escape usingplex paths, even wading through the stream to mask my scent.

    But their knowledge of this jungle was far beyond mine.

    They were the true masters of thisnd.

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    At bst/b, I bwas /bforced into a dead end–cliffs on three sides, nowhere left to run.

    Nowhere left to go.

    “That’s enough!” Asphodel roared in my head, defiant. “Enough, Leslie! We are the Rogue bPack/b! We’d rather die fighting than be ughtered like cattle! Show them Leslie’s fangsb!/b”

    I turned around to face them.

    Three figures advanced from the trees, each from a different direction.

    One was a bear–man, standing over three meters tall, walking upright like a beast of myth. Another was a lion–man–elegant, muscr, every movement fluid and powerful. Thest was a serpent–man, tongue flicking from his mouth, with a scaled tail instead of legs.

    They were the stuff of legend–beastkin.

    I let out a roar, full of Alpha dominance and the will to fight to the death, unleashing the wolf blood boiling inside me.

    My nails sharpened and lengthened in an instant.

    My fangs pushed past my lips, glinting cold and deadly. ·

    I lunged first, targeting the weakest–the snake–man.

    But just as I was about to tear open his throat, the bear–man swung his enormous paw and mmed it into my back.

    “Gah-!”

    Blood burst from my mouth. I flew like a broken puppet, crashing hard into the cliff wall.

    Pain swallowed everything. My vision went ck.

    In the final moment before I lost consciousness, I saw the lion–man step in front of me. His golden, emotionless beast eyes stared down coldly.

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