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Dominic.“You really want Aurora coming with us,” Sage said telepathically. I had not anticipated her having access to my mind and I did not like it. But I knew that I had to work with it and even exploit it to my advantage.Sage was getting powerful as the days went by and it was only right that she remained by my side. If Kieran or Asher were too proud to see that Sage was becoming powerful, I was not.Pride was something that I had fought against before I had entered the Challenge Trials. It was the emotion that I had killed in me when I had taken my brothers’ life.I found it odd that I no longer saw Damien. Maybe it was because Sage had healed me.“I thought the witches we are going to meet wanted her help,” I stated back mentally.“But why do you want her to come?” Sage pressed. Was that jealousy I heard in her voice.“Because her abilities could come in handy. I am not immune to magical attacks but Aurora is.” I replied back.“How do you know?” Sage asked.“I know her biolo
Dominic.The city that hated the sun.It was under my rule and it was the most dangerous place on Silver Crest. I knew it like the back of my hands because I lived here for most part of my life after the challenge trials. I had lived the darkest parts of my life in Black Crest. I had grieved for years in this place and I had made so many dark histories with so many shady characters before I had been officially sworn in as Alpha Tertius.Going back there would be like returning home. In fact, it was the only place that felt like a real home to me. It was the only place that still kept me on my toes and it was the only place that I never had to hide who I really was. It was my playing ground.“I will go,” I said out loud.“It is something we should all do together,” Asher said as he pretended to study the map.“It is something that is beneath us,” Kieran proclaimed with a slight anger in his voice.“They were not really eager to see you all either,” Sage said as she paced back and
Sage.“I, Matron Hekate hereby decree that Sisters of the Black Veil agree to a meeting with the werewolves.” Grand Mistress announced boldly with a glare in her eyes that dared anyone to challenge her decree.A loud coalition of murmurs took over the court. I felt excitement, I felt fear, I felt anger and resentment but, in the end, no one dared to challenge the decree of the Grand Mistress. I heaved a sigh of relief but I knew my mission was far from over. The meeting could end very badly and I saw a quick vision of werewolves and witches, fighting. The images in my head were graphic and it made me shiver.I watched as the witches left the court in groups, talking excitedamong themselves.“Your presence here has changed things,” Circe said with a smile. “Is that bad?” I asked.“I finally get to do something, believe me, five thousand years of meditating and making potions can get very boring.” She replied.“Circe!” One of the three ash robed women stalked forward. I could tell
Sage.I had never been so nervous in my life than I was right now. My head was buzzing with a musical frequency and that was because I was surrounded by witches. Powerful ones.We were in an old court. It was filled to the brim with witches and the only way to distinguish them was by their colorful robes. I could tell that the highest rank in their hierarchy was the white robe and that was because Grand Mistress was only one clade in the robe.There were green, brown, purple, ginger, red, deep blue, yellow, black, grey, ash and silver robes. Twelve colors and ranks. I did not bother trying to figure out which color was what rank because that was not why I was here.Grand Mistress sat on a high table and below her sat three ash robed witches. They looked cold and serene, like they had better things to do than to be here. I could feel the arrogance in their magic and it was loud.The rest of the witches sat together in a long rows and columns in a myriad of clashing colors. Circe stoo
Sage.The witches refused.“You want us in the same place as those fur balls?” Circe asked with disgust. She was the witch that helped me discover the magic in my blood.“It will be on neutral ground,” I said.“That makes no difference,” Circe spat dismissively as she scanned through the herbs on an old table in front of her. “Besides, why would we want to meet with them?” “To help with the war,” Elvira said with a seething anger.Circe looked at Elvira like she was seeing her for the first time. “You look like you have seen death.” She said like a doctor. “That is what you get for involving yourself with werewolves.” “What can I do to assure you that I mean no harm?” I asked.Circe shrugged. “Nothing,” she replied and went back to inspecting her herbs.I had been dreading on how to see the witches again because I hated the long journey it took but Elvira knew a shortcut.The welcome we both received was cold and I could tell that Elvira really left a bad impression when she had bee
The words landed differently than I expected.An Alpha Pact was not a handshake. It was not a promise, not in any sense that the word carried in ordinary usage. It was an ancient rite threaded back to the founding wolf, the first of their kind, the original blood from which every Alpha line descended, and it had teeth. Real teeth. Breaking an Alpha Pact did not simply dissolve the agreement. It unraveled the wolf who had made it, slowly and without mercy, until there was nothing left but the echo of what they had sworn and failed to keep.Alphas did not make Alpha Pacts lightly. Alphas did not make Alpha Pacts at all unless the thing they were swearing to protect was something they understood, at a cellular level, to be worth dying for.
“The people deserve the truth,” I pressed, unable to let this go. The scientist in me rebelled against suppressing evidence, against letting lies shape the narrative.“T
Sage.I was feeling overstimulated and restless as I paced up and down the Halls. I suddenly felt
I went to my closet, feeling more energized and alive than I had in years. For the first time in what felt like forever, I had a purpose beyond my next party or political maneuver. I rifled through my extensive wardrobe and
Mason looked at me with genuine confusion written all over his face, his brow furrowing in a way that created deep lines across his forehead. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I never laid eyes on Sage before or after she left,” he repli







