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Ninety five

*Freya*

Humiliation and helpless anger churned in my gut, a toxic mixture that threatened to spill out. My evil step sister, Kelly and her friend Jessica, reveled in their power over me as they taunted and bullied me. But I couldn't fight back like they could - I wasn't a true werewolf with their strength and regenerative abilities. To them, my humanity was a weakness, an invitation to be targeted whenever they pleased.

But I refused to be their victim any longer.

As I struggled against Kelly's tight hold on my hair, determination surged through me. Not anymore would I let them push me around and belittle me.

"Let go of me," I demanded through clenched teeth, gritting them against the pain of her unbreakable grasp. Yet even as I spoke, a fire burned within me, fueling my will to break free from their cruel hold.

Adrenaline surging through my vein, I grabbed Kelly's wrist and wrenched with all my might. Caught off guard, Kelly stumbled forward with a yelp. I used the opport