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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
“I second the motion.” Josh throws over his shoulder.I scrub my hands over my face and through my hair. “I hate you both sometimes.”“Would it make you feel better to know that she’s hanging with the pups right now and should be having dinner with your mom in the next couple of hours.”“My mother?
“I have not been irresponsible. How dare you?” I stand up to my full height, which against a werewolf isn’t that impressive, but it makes me feel better. “I stay with warriors at all times, I only leave when they have checked with you twice and only to train, see the pups or run. Which, for the re
66 - RykerShe scoots over and pats the empty space next to her and I instantly start to panic. I don’t know if I can do this, be near her and keep my hands to myself. I don’t know if my wolf will let me. This needs to be slow, for both our sakes. What if I’m too rough and I hurt her? What if I a
“We’ll see. It’s kind of a lot right now. Ompf!” I walked into a tiny wall of blonde hair. “Oh I am so sorry! Rayna, I have to go, I’ll call you later.” I end the call and shove my phone in my pocket. “Are you alright?” I look at the towels and linen napkins scattered across the floor and the la







