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Rebecka POV: "I can't run anymore..." "I know Stella, it's okay." We lie exhausted on the grass, listening carefully on the growling from the wolf in front of us. "Don't give up Becka. Fight them..." Stellas voice is getting fainter and I feel her slip away. "No, Stella! Stella stay, I need you!" I start to panic when she's not answering. The air doesn't reach my lungs and my heartbeat pounds in my head. I look up at the wolf and frown when he takes a couple steps back. Fur brush across my back and I'm suddenly aware of the wolf that walks over me. It stops when it is right over me. Big, black paws on either side of my head. Hot breath fans over my bare shoulders and a shiver runs through me. I'm so scared, I can't fight them both. I can't even fight one of them. An in
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