Katherine’s POV
I sat alone on the edge of my mattress, my mind racing in circles. I couldn't stop staring at the floor, knowing exactly what was hidden beneath my bed.
The sword.
It was the exact same gleaming silver blade that had violently pierced my throat in my first life. But who had left it for me? Was it a secret ally trying to arm me for the war ahead?
Unable to find an answer, I let out a shaky, exhausted sigh. I pulled the heavy blankets over my shoulders and forced my eyes closed, praying for just a few hours of peace.
But sleep was restless.
Somewhere around midnight, the atmosphere in my bedroom completely shifted.
The hairs on the back of my neck stood straight up. Even with my eyes tightly shut, every survival instinct in my wolfless body was screaming at me.
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