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The corridor felt endless. Every step I took echoed louder than I wanted, and every breath came like I was dragging air through broken glass.
My legs trembled beneath me, the drug they’d injected still crawling like ice through my veins. I knew I didn’t have much strength left... but I also knew that if I didn’t get out of that wing before dawn, I might never get another chance.
The pack house was quiet now. Somewhere beyond these walls, guards were probably patrolling—wolves with senses sharp enough to pick up the faintest scent. If one of them caught my trail in this weakened state, it was over. My only advantage was that dawn wasn’t far off. The security lines would thin around that time—wolves growing complacent, rotations changing. I had to move before that window closed.
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