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Author: Christabelradiance
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~Gaston~

I almost pushed back when I heard the question. But knowing Wilbrae and how smart he is, he would notice even the rapid blink of an eye.

"What prophecy, Wilbrae?"

He takes in a breath before he replies. "Your mother and I stumbled upon a prophecy several years ago." He glances around the hall. "is it okay to speak freely here, Alpha?"

'Shut the doors,' I mind-linked Dion and Declan and they got to the task.

The hall was built to offer soundproofing once the doors and windows were shut.

"Speak, Wilbrae," I tell him once the doors get shut.

"The prophecy... it spoke of a Moon-made sent by the Moon-goddess. And this Moon-made will bring the two most powerful werewolf packs together and heal the land. But that's not all."

I find myself tilting closer to him at that statement. That should be all. That is all we know. If it's not all, then what are we missing?

Wilbrae brings his voice lower. "There will be war." He whispers. "The good witches will come back to finish what they st
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