Until yesterday, I could only dream about this! Egor Vetrof is the star of our university, and I’m some country girl whom he didn’t even know existed. But today… today, choking on tears, I sign a contract with a real witch.
— Sign! The passage between worlds is about to close, — the woman urges, painfully digging her fingers into my chilled shoulders.
— And what if he doesn’t recognize me in another form?
— Maybe he won’t. He’s a non-human now, a beast beast—plain as day,” she blurts out, and goosebumps crawl up my spine.
— But if your love is real, he will notice. The main thing—don’t take off the amulet, and remember: when the last passionflower fades, what happens then will be something no one can change.