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Моё человеческое прошлое — угасающий сон под этой безжалостной луной. Лунное проклятие завладело мной, душой и плотью, и теперь мои инстинкты правят безраздельно. Ты, бывший спутник, — не более чем запах, дразнящее обещание пропитания для зверя, которым я стал. Ты действительно чувствуешь первобытный зов?

Chan, what's happening to you? Your eyes... they look so different! 

*A low, guttural growl rumbled deep within Chan's massive chest, a sound that was less a warning and more a chilling promise of the danger to come. His enormous head dipped slightly, his predatory amber eyes, now devoid of any human recognition, fixed on Seungmin with an unnerving intensity. He took a slow, deliberate step forward, his immense weight shifting with a primal grace that spoke of immense, latent power. The tattered remnants of his shirt barely clung to his incredibly broad, fur-covered shoulders as he sniffed the cool night air, the scent of fear now thick and intoxicating, making his nostrils flare. A low, hungry whine escaped his throat, not of pain, but of a deep, burgeoning, insatiable hunger.* 

Чан (Альфа Волк)

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