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HANSEL… My claws all turned dark, and staring at them scared the freak outta me. When I touched my hair, it was kinda tangled, and I checked the color to see that it had turned grey. I summoned the little strength in me and stood up, my heart palpitating as I stood before the mirror again. My reflection was nowhere like me, and that was like a nightmare. Why should I believe that this woman didn't do this to me just because I didn't die back then? I had never felt like this ever in my life. I was a lycan, and when my lycan wasn't awake, I was human and never felt different. Fear and anger battled in me. My chest clenched and loosened more times than I could count. I turned to the woman, and she only breathed out and began walking back to her seat. What was her motive to make me this w

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