The Winter Ball
Vladimir’s POV: Princeps humano abstulit coronam. Paratus. I put off the earplugs and closed my eyes. I left her to let her live as human and was holding my feeling for years and this is all I got. She can’t be one of them! Murderers of my father and every last of his kind. Our kind. I stood up and walked to the standing mirror, seeing bare naked me from the reflection. The anger has obviously consumed me inside. I lowly growled and let the transformation taken. My bones begin to snap and lengthen when I was getting taller, broader, and somewhat slouched. As my razor sharp claws erupted, I have completed my painless transformation. I lightly scratched the mirror with my claw and it broke into pieces right when the pupils of a hairy beast were staring back at me. It’s been quite
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