XIV - Brewing Storm Part 4

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I opened my eyes and knew that I was no longer a wolf. My vision was spinning. I had to blink several times to make sense of what was happening around me. When my eyes focused, I realized that I was back to my human self. I was surprised to see that I wasn’t naked because I was sure that my Sanctum prison uniform got torn to shreds when I last shifted. With a deep breath, I looked down at my body. I was clothed with a flowing green gown made from fine silk. The soft fabric fell graciously against the curves of my hips. I would have appreciated wearing such a luxurious piece of clothing if not for the fact that my hands were bound with vines over my head. I was shackled to a tree. I craned my neck to the side and saw that Jason was bound as well. Thick, ropy vines were around his pale

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