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Four Years Ago ​Olivia's POV ​"Run, Olivia!" ​My mother's scream echoed through the dark forest. I spun around just in time to see a massive rogue wolf slam into her, throwing her hard against the trunk of a tree. ​"Mother!" ​I ran toward her, but someone grabbed me from behind. I barely had time to struggle before something sharp pierced the side of my neck. I screamed and pulled myself free, my hand flying to the spot. ​A needle. ​Almost right away, something hot spread under my skin. ​Rogue toxin. ​"Olivia, run!" my mother screamed again. ​Two men had grabbed her. She fought against them, kicking and screaming as they dragged her away. ​"No!" I stumbled toward them. "Let her go! Mother!" ​But my body wasn't listening to me anymore. The trees blurred. The ground shifted beneath my feet, and my legs suddenly felt too heavy to move. Through my fading vision, I watched them drag my mother deeper into the forest. ​"Olivia!" ​That was the last thing I heard before they dragged her into the darkness. ​I don't know how I managed to escape. I only remember running. I ran until my chest hurt and every breath felt like fire. Branches scratched my face and caught in my clothes, but I didn't stop. I couldn't stop. ​Help me. Please. I need you. ​I reached desperately for my wolf. For a moment, I felt the faintest trace of her inside me, but even that began to disappear. The poison was affecting her too. ​My legs finally gave out, and I crashed onto the damp forest floor. For several seconds, I just lay there, struggling to breathe. ​Then I heard something. ​A groan. ​I slowly lifted my head and saw someone lying under a large tree a few feet away. A man. ​Even through my blurred vision, I could see the blood covering his clothes. An arrow was buried deep in his side, and the skin around the wound had turned dark. ​Poison. ​He was dying too. ​I should have stayed away from him, but I was frightened, confused, and alone. Somehow, knowing I wasn't the only person dying in those w

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