*POV: Damon*
I looked into Nyla's eyes, knowing the truth I was about to reveal would change everything.
"Nyla," I began, "there's something you need to understand. I'm not just a man. I am a werewolf—the Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack."
Her breath caught, the shock evident.
"This world you've stumbled into… it's not just a fairy tale. It's real. And you're part of it."
I reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face.
"You have the blood of the ancient line flowing through you—part human, part wolf. That's why your mother warned you. Because you belong here, whether you want to or not."
Nyla's eyes widened, her mind racing to process the weight of my words.
"But why me?" she whispered.
"Because your bloodline carries power. The pack's strength—and its survival—depends on you. That's why some want to protect you, and others want to destroy you."
Her hands trembled slightly, but there was a flicker of determination in her gaze.
"I don't know if I'm ready for this," she admitted.
"None of us ever are," I said, my voice soft but firm. "But I promise, you won't face it alone. You have me, and the pack."
Suddenly, a howl pierced the forest, sending a shiver down our spines.
"It's time," I said. "Welcome to your new reality, Nyla. Welcome to the pack."
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