Soul Eater By Lily Mayne -

In a heartbeat, the monster was there. Wyn didn't roar; he leaned in, his monstrous form looming over Danny, nostrils flaring as he caught the scent of human fear. But as he leaned closer, the predatory hunger in his eyes flickered, replaced by an intense, confusing curiosity.

When he finally saw it, his breath hitched. The creature—Wyn—wasn’t the mindless beast the legends described. He was massive, a silhouette of shadows and sharp edges, but there was a devastating stillness to him. He was perched on a rusted girder, watching the sunset with a gaze that felt ancient. Soul Eater by Lily Mayne

The air in the Waste was thick with the scent of ozone and scorched earth, a constant reminder that this wasn't the world humans were built for. Danny adjusted the straps of his pack, his eyes scanning the jagged horizon. He was a scavenger, a ghost in a land of monsters, but today, he was hunting something specific. In a heartbeat, the monster was there

A low, gravelly sound escaped the monster—a laugh. It was the first time Danny realized that in this desolate, terrifying world, he might have just found the only thing more lonely than himself. He came for the tech, but as Wyn’s shadow wrapped around him, Danny realized the Waste was about to get a lot more complicated. When he finally saw it, his breath hitched

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