She started pushing against me, fighting for control so she could break free and run. I had to dig deep to resist her more than ever. It got to the point where I was lying on the ground in agony, struggling to regain my composure.
My canine teeth began to emerge, but I forced them back. Fur sprouted on my arms, and my claws extended, but I fought desperately to suppress the transformation and regain my hold. Just then, I felt arms wrap around me, accompanied by a cool washcloth on my forehead, which helped to ease my tension.
After a couple of hours, I finally managed to calm Mara down. I sat on the floor, cradled in the arms of the person who had come to my aid while he continued to press the washcloth to my head.
“How did you get past the guards?” I asked, catching my breath.
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