Chapter 18 Flesh-Pinching Without Anesthesia and the Cursed Quagmire

Elara's POV

"Ahhhhhhh—!"

The child's scream tore straight through my eardrums.

"Baby!"

My vision went red. Like a woman possessed, I pressed my face against the gap I'd pried open in the grating. Ignoring the searing pain in both arms, I forced my mangled hand—the one stripped of its wolf claws...

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