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“So far, we have not encountered anything too terrible. Marietta can help too, but we need to hurry. I think we found our reason and possibly a solution to our situation. And…if we are right, we are on a deadline.”She jumps back from the window as I lift Marietta in, then follow my mate through the
105 - BenArriving back at the packhouse is surreal. Elara’s pack, our pack has been so sufficient in recovering from this attack that the only sign of a problem is the teetering and singed packhouse itself.There is no one else lying around injured, no cries for help or panic. Coven and Pack member
“Ben, this is amazing!” Trevor, a pack warrior, claps me on the back as we step through the main doors.“It’s not done, but it’s good enough to house everyone.” I shrug and look around for Marge and Maggie. Spotting them with a group of younger witches, I call out, “Marge! I need your help.” And jog
104 - BenI am going to lose my mind. She will be the death of me for sure. I would prefer to die buried inside her than worrying about what she is doing inside the crumbling packhouse with Brianna. I have been standing guard over Jason and Juliette for over an hour now. The steam has finally stoppe
“I’m not sure what to do.” I say over my shoulder to Brianna. “The window felt right, but nothing here does.” I feel stupid. The magic looks so easy when the witches use it, and I don’t know why I thought it would be easy for me to spot it or feel it or whatever with the amount of time I have spent
103 - ElaraShe follows me wordlessly. I feel like I am finally getting to the heart of what has been going on in my pack. As we move towards the wreckage, I feel my pulse increase. Maybe now I will get some real answers.“Do you feel a safe way in?” I ask over my shoulder, still prowling the perime
“What’s wrong with the dining room?” I can see him looking at me in my peripherals.“Among many things, certain people are not super pleasant.” I side eye him, not wanting to go into details about Amy being a b*tch. I move to the couch again, knowing she’s not letting me out of here without eating.
60 - KennedyI have to make the best of this. It’s been weeks and I haven’t left the packhouse or seen Ryker at all. My usual stubborn side has been stuffed way back into my mind because I don’t want to get any of the warriors in trouble again. Who knows what Ryker did to them last time, but none o
65 - KennedyI scramble to stand as if we were caught making out. Well at least I know I can get a shot of energy whenever I need it. Just have to have contact with Ryker and it’s like a bolt of electricity has zinged through me.Sarah walks in with a look on her face like she was waiting for the
“I figured he would do something stupid, so I came over when I got done with the new school.”“Hey!” Ryker tries to talk, but I cut him off with a wave of my hand. “You built a new school? When? Where?” I don’t even know why I am curious. I shouldn’t care. “Ugh.”“We will have plenty of time to te







