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For a heartbeat, the world doesn't move.

Fire crackles. Smoke curls upward. Someone's cup clinks softly against another. The forest comes to an end, silent, vast, and it breathes.

Then Isla’s voice cuts through the stillness, sharp with disbelief.

"A wolf?" she asks, staring down at Brielle. "What do you mean, a wolf?"

Brielle doesn’t respond.

She just trembles.

Her body shakes violently, like she's cold to the bone despite the firelight licking at her skin. Her hands ...