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Dragana POV

I could not take my eyes off my Lycan shape. She was everything I would have ever wanted if I were ever to dream of being a Lycan. Yet somehow, I was. She was beautiful. Muscled, strong, gorgeous, with enticing soft lilac-colored eyes, her fur sparkling as if she were dipped in diamond dust or star magic, she was a majestic looking creature, exuding an aura of authority and dominance. I could not believe it, and for a second I thought that maybe it was some kind of a trick. I softly touched my face and then literally pinched myself to make sure this was real. As if she heard my thoughts, Cybele purred and chuckled “Ittttt isss verrryyyyy realll”.. I looked across the lake, where Solomon was standing, seeing him beaming at me proudly with a big smile on his face. I tried to search my senses to understand what was truly happening when I heard a familiar soft voice I always heard, the voice which guided me through the dark days, my lonely nights, every challenge, and every d