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I took a step forward, my fangs bared. "You will talk," I said, my voice low and threatening. "Or we'll have to resort to other methods."Alastor's eyes widened in fear as Max grabbed his injured hand. "We can always wash your wounds with saltwater," Max threatened. "Or perhaps let some of the other wolves here do as they please with you."Alastor shuddered in pain as Max tightened his grip. "Okay, okay," he finally yielded. "I'll talk."I took a step forward, eager to hear what Alastor had to say. "Tell us everything you know," I commanded."Wendell has been working with human hunters and witches," Alastor said, his voice low and trembling. "They are planning to exterminate the entire wolf race. He's hiding in Fairbanks, in a small underground laboratory. He's working on a serum that will make the wolf race weak and vulnerable."My blood boiled with anger as I listened to Alastor. "We need to stop him," I said to Max. "I'll talk to Chloe."As Max left to gather the backpack, I turned
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She was all alchemy, magic flying at the tips of her fingers, her touch was fire and soul. I pulled her close and kissed her back, letting my tongue dance against hers. Our hands rose to embrace each other, mine firmly entwined around her waist. She sighed my name. Before I realized it, I laid her down on the ground, and my lips were on her nose, eyes closed, forehead and neck, traveling up to the delightful curves of her chest."I love you," I murmured against her neck, lovingly licking the place where I marked her as mine. "I love you today, tomorrow, and in a thousand other universes.""Well, isn't that touching?" The mature and melodious voice sounded as if someone had stabbed a knife into a stone. I gritted my teeth and sat up.Chloe seemed visibly disturbed. "Eleanor! I thought you had retired for the night."She looked from her to me, disapproval and a strange gleam in her eyes. "Yes, but the night was so beautiful that I felt like a walk was in order."Why did she always have
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"So, you might want to return this baby to where she belongs." I sighed, exhausted. "What's wrong with these hunters, Kala? How can they separate children from their homes?"Her voice trembled as she replied, "Heartless, that's what they are."I nodded. I had more business to take care of. — "I'll trust you to ensure she gets home safely. Do you know where Eleanor is?""I saw her heading towards the northern edge of the forest, Alpha. She seemed determined to walk by moonlight. She's funny."I growled in frustration. The last thing I wanted to do was wander through the forest now. I wanted to be with Chloe. Cronnos suffered for her, and so did I. But I needed this to happen too. Because what if this was the antidote? What if this could help bring the witches' collective to our side? It would be a significant victory against Wendell.I looked at my clothes. Sure enough, I had the baby's hair on my shirt. Well, the final ingredient, ready.So, I gathered the ingredients and headed to th
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He responded with calm determination, his eyes never leaving mine."You're weak, Aaron," I spat. "If you run, it means you're choosing your own life over hers. You're not a true alpha!"Aaron's eyes gleamed, and he growled, "I am a true alpha.""And I will never leave Chloe. She is my mate, my love, my everything."We continued to fight, our bodies colliding and exploding with ferocity. The forest trembled with the strength of our magic and limbs, and the air was thick with the smell of sweat and blood.Suddenly, we were interrupted by a voice, and we both turned to see Chloe standing behind us, her eyes wide with fear and confusion."Stop this! Both of you! This isn't helping anyone!"Aaron and I halted, our eyes still locked on each other. Slowly, we lowered our hands, and the magic dissipated. We stood in silence, panting, our bodies tense and ready to fight.Chloe took a step forward, her eyes moving from me to Aaron and back. "What's happening?" she asked, her voice trembling.Aa
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AaronRory dragged me away before I could say anything else to Eleanor, or mistreat her, just to be sure. She waited until we were in our room."What was that?" she growled. "How did you know what we were talking about?"I shuffled my feet. I didn't want her to know that I had mentally connected with her without her consent. But she had been so down in the past few days that I just wanted to know if I could help. She interpreted my silence as the worst."When are you going to stop playing?" she shouted at me, clenching her fists. "Whenever you stop this madness," I retorted. "Are you insane? How can you think that death is the answer? That witch is lying to you."Chloe turned towards the door, ready to storm out in anger. I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards me."Please, Rory, please, listen to me.""Just leave me alone."**The annual Iliamna fair was in full swing as I walked through the bustling crowd, still weighed down by the last encounter with Chloe. The aroma of fried doug
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The world was bathed in a golden light, and there, at the end of what seemed to be a vast meadow, were my mother and Selene, holding hands. I approached them, my heart full of admiration."Good job." My mother smiled. "We knew you could do it."Selene clapped her hands. "And now, because you believed, you've opened yourself to the greatest gift of all." My eyes gleamed as she handed me a ring with a unique moonstone."Whenever times get tough, dear daughter, plant your lips on this stone," she whispered, placing the ring on my index finger. This will connect your heart to mine through a silvery thread.I was momentarily blinded by the ring's glow, then my mother tenderly kissed my forehead. In this realm, she was very tangible."It's time for you to go."I looked at her eagerly, savoring every little detail. I had to store her in my memory, to cling to every bit of beauty her form contained."I wish I could take you with me." This was the child in me, saying things that reflected the
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ChloeThe trees towered above me, their branches stretching towards the sky. The scent of wildflowers filled the air. But as I ventured deeper into the forest, a sense of unease crept over me. Perhaps exploring alone wasn't such a good idea.I froze; my heart raced as a branch snapped in the undergrowth. I waited to see what would emerge. Then, without warning, a massive black wolf emerged from a bush and advanced straight toward me. With my heart pounding, I braced for the worst. But as the wolf approached, it stopped and looked at me with a gentle, almost human-like light in its eyes.Before I could react, it turned and disappeared into the depths of the forest. What was that? What just happened? My mind was a maze as I returned to the castle.I walked down the corridor towards the east wing, excitement building in my chest. Whatever happened, the library had become my sanctuary. I couldn't wait to explore the opulent space, rich in history and knowledge.Passing through the heavy w
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The trees seemed to close in around me, their branches twisting and turning like gnarled fingers. The air was thick with the smell of damp earth and decomposing leaves. A low-lying mist hovered, obscuring my vision and making navigation on the winding path ahead challenging. It was as if the forest were alive, watching every move I made, waiting for me to let my guard down.A strange energy pulsed in the air, a low, almost inaudible hum impossible to ignore. Sometimes, the mist would dissipate, revealing glimpses of strange and deformed trees that seemed to have been shaped by ancient magic.Whispers in the wind, voices that seemed to call my name. It was as if I had stumbled upon a secret world, a place where the veil between the living and the dead was thin and permeable.The sun began to set, casting long shadows on the forest floor. "Let's camp here," Aaron whispered, uneasy. "It would be imprudent to hunt witches in the middle of the night." Nodding, I anointed the grass around h
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