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Lianna is not an expert at writing reviews, but it’s worth a try :)

I've always liked the theme of werewolves. I read several foreign series, one even in the original (because, no offense said, but Russian forums translate terribly, my eyes bleed out later).

So Sheri’s story attracted me as soon as I read the summary and watched the book trailer.

What do I value most in books? The integrity of the story, the absence of cardboard characters, a pleasant style, the absence of errors.
There is integrity. The characters are very charismatic, not cardboard, with their own bright features and habits. It's a pleasure to read; the eye doesn't stumble over mistakes. And, unlike me, Lydia knows how to make great descriptions :) And another huge plus is that the story is told from a third person, making us observers not only of Sheri’s point of view, but also of the other characters.
By the way, in addition to the love line, there is also a detective story, which pleasantly pleased me.

Attention, there will be a couple of spoilers in the text!

The story of the little white wolf captivated me from the first pages.
I was very pleased with the personal and character growth.
If at the beginning of the novel we see a naive girl looking at the world and her lover through rose-colored glasses and wide-open eyes, then by the middle of the book Sheri has to grow up. She is not a stupid dummy who only thinks about herself. She is not a Mary Sue, for whom everything in life is easy and simple. She is an ordinary woman, although she is a werewolf. She has her own troubles in life, experiences, doubts. She's not lying. In short, Sheri is a normal woman. In some ways she is brave, in others she infringes on herself, giving her family a chance.
What I liked most of all was the vitality of the story: it often happens that due to misunderstandings and our own deafness, we lose precious time and move away from our loved ones.

Sheri's relationship with Mark did not develop right away. Yes, the she-wolf hated her mate with all her soul. Yes, she was stupid and ran away, driven by fear. A common psychological defensive reaction, the girl locked up her emotions and feelings so as not to go crazy.
But! Mark is not a scumbag, not a brainless alpha guy, not an overbearing pervert. He does not rape or mutilate the heroine. He is a normal guy, moderately caring, moderately strong. And also persistent, getting his way.

I would like to note that the transition from hatred to love is smooth, there are no moments at which you want to exclaim: “Cheri, open your eyes, dear!”

A pleasant bonus of the novel is a very colorful description of motherhood, its problems and delights, difficulties and doubts.

On the shortcomings: there are a couple of typos. But everyone always has them, no matter how you read them.

He ran through the forest, clearly avoiding trees and deftly jumping over ravines. The breathing is even, the heart beats steadily. But the persecution does not stop for a minute. Jump and the flame passes by. Very close, almost above the top of the trees, a deafening roar of a dragon is heard, and a new wave of fire is launched after the fugitive. At the very last moment, as if teasing and flirting with a dangerous opponent, the guy abruptly moves to the side, but the ends of his dark hair, gathered in a ponytail, manage to get singed. His black eyes flashing angrily, he suddenly stops and fearlessly turns around to face his pursuer, placing between himself and the dragon, which opens its mouth, a wall of water, which evaporates a moment later under another stream of fire. Hot drops unpleasantly burned the young man's face. Pursing his lips in dissatisfaction, the guy began to weave a response spell, when suddenly the dragon suddenly stopped attacking and sank heavily to the ground.

Nargon, what are you doing? - the guy was surprised, lowering his hands and destroying the structure of carefully intertwined energies.

Sorry, Cyrus, it seems that’s all for today, we’ll continue tomorrow. Argon is calling you.

The young man, realizing that the training would have to be postponed, only snorted displeasedly and climbed onto the dragon, who bent down, spreading his wings and exposing his neck. When Cyrus settled comfortably on the lizard's neck, Nargon flapped his wings and took off. He circled a little over the green valley, flew along a silver river and landed at the entrance to Dragon Mountain.

Did you call me? - Cyrus asked, slowly entering the huge light cave.

Yes. “You’re missing classes in the library, I don’t like it,” the dark red dragon said sternly, snorting smoke displeasedly.

The guy, as a sign of his disagreement, just rolled his eyes and shook his head:

Who needs this?

Don't you dare say that! - Argon growled. - I promised your parents to look after you!

You don't owe them anything. “They are no longer there,” the young man answered with bitterness in his voice.

I know it's hard for you. But it was his choice. Someday you will understand your father. You're too young.

Am I young?! I'm over two hundred years old! Not all people live to this age! - Cyrus shouted angrily and walked confidently towards the exit.

Kirion, your Teacher is waiting for you,” Argon thundered after him.

The guy, without even turning around, smiled slyly and left the cave.

The dragon wearily exhaled smoke and thought: “An obnoxious boy! And who is he like? A father who always contradicted me? Or a mother who destroyed half the library for me in her time? What a family!”

I ran with all my might, not sparing myself one bit. My breathing was labored, my whole body was in pain, my side was bleeding. But you can't stop. Forward. Only forward! Without turning around, without thinking about what remains behind me. After all, one wrong move costs me my life. I ran, but the chase overtook me. No. I've been waiting for this moment for too long, I've been working towards this for too long, I've given too much strength to now fall and give up. I will fight. I will fight to the end.

The night gradually fell, plunging the forest into complete darkness. And it was to my benefit. I saw perfectly in the dark and could move on as confidently as during the day, unlike my pursuers, who could only navigate dark, narrow dungeons. The night will cover me and keep me safe. Night, my companion, my mother. And sister moon will show me the way. Path to freedom...

Part 1. She-Wolf

I was born in Azmir, in an underground city - a prison, which is popularly called the city of the Doomed. There is no way out. There is no escape from there. And for every attempt to escape and disobedience, you are publicly punished by being whipped in the main square.

Guards. Perhaps this is the most terrible word that can be heard here. Soulless creatures, creatures created by higher races to protect us, prisoners doomed to slave labor in the mines. They know neither mercy nor compassion. They only fulfill their duty: to maintain order and punish. Faceless. That's what we call them because of their terrifying appearance, missing nose and mouth. And only two eyes, like lights, burn on a flat face that cannot express a single emotion.

My mother, being pregnant with me, found herself in this city, and doomed me to life imprisonment. After all, there is no way out for anyone here. And it doesn't matter how you got here. Unable to withstand the stress, she died when I was two years old. Aeron took charge of my upbringing, becoming my mentor and friend, replacing my mother, father and everyone I could have had outside.

Aaron taught me everything he knew. I diligently studied everything that was connected with the outside world, its geography, history, racial characteristics, even mathematics and various languages. When I grew up a little and was seven years old, I began to learn martial arts. We trained at night, secretly from everyone, hiding from the guards and even from neighbors. I learned to fight with a sword or ax on sticks, and practiced various techniques and techniques. Aeron drove me mercilessly, giving me neither rest nor indulgence. He said that I should be strong. And I tried my best to live up to his expectations.

The mentor never talked about my mother or father, the only thing I knew about her was that she was a half-breed werewolf. Her animal form was a she-wolf. And I inherited her gift. At fifteen I had sex for the first time. That day, Aaron made me swear that I would not tell anyone about my gift, and that no one would know about my abilities, which would only grow every year. After that, our classes began to include managing my power. I learned to control the beast within me, to completely or partially change at will, and no matter what guise I was in, to always smell like a wolf and think like a person.

Since childhood, I often came to my favorite place, the only place from where I could see the sky. A small piece of blue canvas that beckoned and pulled towards itself, towards freedom, towards freedom. It was a round tunnel going high up with absolutely smooth and slippery walls that were simply impossible to cling to. And at the end of the saving light, three-headed dogs tirelessly guarded. They did not leave the fugitive a single chance, and if by some miracle he managed to overcome these walls, the dogs would not allow him to rise to the surface even up to his torso.

The tunnel was located above a small cave, in which Eiron taught me to throw myself over and fully reveal the raging beast driven into the cage. Here I could get angry, growl and release all the soul-tearing emotions. But at the same time, I learned to control myself, not allowing the she-wolf to overshadow my human mind.

At sixteen I made my first attempt to escape, for which I was brutally whipped on the back. I risked climbing up the tunnel, clinging to barely perceptible ledges with my fingertips. But I broke down, unable to crawl even a tenth of it. My mentor was angry and scared, he shouted at me, calling me a stupid, naive and self-confident girl. But this only strengthened my intention, only aroused my interest. It was a challenge I couldn't ignore. After that, I trained with great zeal, with a great desire to escape from this hell.

At eighteen, I felt my strength growing with me. I realized that I could do more than just change into a wolf. But I couldn’t understand what exactly was bothering me. Day after day I came to the tunnel, and, looking at the blue sky, I imagined turning into a bird and flying away, leaving this damned place.

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