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CHAPTER EIGHT

Werewolves. Shifter. Werewolves. Shifter. Those two words continued to buzz in my head and I felt a sudden headache. Werewolves? My eyes had widened and my stomach twisted into knots. Shifters? The way he spoke, I knew he was not lying. Werewolves. I was terrified. My heart dropped, and I backed away from the dining table. My hands trembled. I recalled those golden eyes of the beast when I touched the painting. Was one of these people was that beast?

“Rose,” Aurora called as she stood from her chair. In my fear, I had taken several steps away from them. I looked at her but with totally different eyes. She could turn into a werewolf. I didn’t think twice before I ran outside the dining room. The last thing I heard was Aurora saying, ‘you shouldn’t have told her just yet’. I forced my feet to run faster, away from them. I was back in the hallway where all the paintings hung, but I ignored them and ran straight. When I passed the hallway, I stopped and looked everywhere for an

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