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Artemisia

After the storm, comes the calm.

I guess that was how the saying goes.

Sin had said what had happened was barely an attack. The werewolves that had attacked were just a small fraction of the pack that was terrorizing them. The Lycan Night Pack.

They were the most dreaded werewolf in Merene, and they had come looking for only God knows what.

Blue Moon pack had lost a lot of werewolves, but the casualties were mostly from the Omega. Still, that didn’t stop them from planning the attack that was in their mind.

The amnesia I had disappeared as soon as it came, and I remembered everything that happened the next day.

From how I got slammed into the wash-hand basin by Murphy, to how I had felt myself slipping out of consciousness whilst trying to watch Sin battle with him.

Also, I recall the strange feelings I felt inside of me and what I had done to Murphy before Sin disentangled his head from his body.

Still, it confused me. The sudden surge of power that had bubbled within me. I