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They were stuck. I watched the four Betas think about their next choice of action. I knew that they could not run because it was the word would get out that four strong werewolves ran from a fight and it was a female low-ranking werewolf they ran from.
Sage.“Aurora?” I whispered in the dark.I heard muffled sounds coming from Kieran’s closet. I tiptoed to the closet and pulled it open. Aurora was on her side with her hands bound behind her back. A black ball gag was stuffed into her mouth and her legs were tied together.Aurora thrived on physical contact. She feed off intimacy and sex. The most efficient way to deprive her of those things was to make her immobile. She was also blindfolded. The only organs of her body were her skin, nose and ears.“It’s me, Sage,” I said and removed her blind fold. I did the same with the ball gag. The ropes burned my hand when I touched them.“Mistress Sia uses magic on the ropes,” Aurora said.I had no time for this. I held on to the ropes again and tried to pull the magic into me. It felt a strange pulse seep into me and the ropes cane apart. I did the same for her legs. I helped her upand pulled her out of the closet.Together we snuck out of Kieran’s room and entered mine. “What is wrong
Icarus.“You are not better than me because you managed to get a few punches in,” Xena said and struggled to get on her feet. Her knees wobbled and she landed on her but. “Will you look at that,” she scoffed. “You shut of my nerves.” “I did not get better, Xena, you just got worse, you stopped trying.” I replied feeling sorry for her. “You fight angrily and there is a lot on your mind. You are distracted and in pain. You are me some years back.” “Are you going to psychoanalyze me to death too?” she replied.“I am not interested in being your therapist, xena but you look very pathetic right now.” I said getting weary of this pointless exchange.
Sage.Witches have been here all along in secret. “How have they not been detected?” I asked Dominic as we walked past people cleaning up the halls of residence. This was the third time they had been wiping it clean of blood.“We need to ask the one person who holds all the knowledge regarding witches,” Dominic replied.I frowned. “Who?” “Marcus.” I shook my head. “You are mistaken,” I said. “That old wolf knows nothing about witches, trust me, I have asked.” “He pretended not know based on orders,” Dominic curtly replied. “The subjects of witches are a sensitive matter and only werewolves of high-rank or nobility can access the information on them.”I was disgusted by the way people used class or inequality to hide knowledge from others. If I had known about the way magic worked maybe I could have saved my sister by now.I was a bit saddened by the fact that Marcus was forced to lie to me. I was not angry at him, again, I was angry at a system that pitted family and friends agains
Asher.“Give us the chance to make real change,” I said to the nameless and faceless talk show host. I was bored to death of these numerous publication I was doing. I was already regretting being the de-facto face of this regime.“So, you are telling all werewolves of Silver Crest to give you their trust,” the old glistened haired man said with a practiced smile. I nodded and returned a genuinely fake smile towards the camera. “I can see the irony in my words, but understand that Silver Crest under our rules has become safer because I and the other Alphas knew what was meant to be done rather than hide behind empty and meaningless protocols.” I stated in a casually professional manner. “So, their trust is our greatest priority.” The host asked me a few more superficial questions and I gave the same answer but in different flashy words that held no real weight. Politics.I was glad when it ended and I shook the hands of the talk show us and smiled for the cameras for the hundred
Kieran.“If we go any farther, you might damage your body, Alpha Kieran,” Strahovsky said through the speaker connected to the vacuum that I was currently standing in. It was a cage of polymer glass built to withstand the hottest degree of fire.“Do it,” I ordered. I did not care if I died here in the glass box. “If I do not make it out of this box alive then it only means that I was not strong enough to be here and it is not my destiny to be Alpha Primus.” Strahovsky pushed some buttons. Whatever combination she pushed, I did not care, I only wanted to see if my body could withstand the highest degree of heat.The attack of the fire wolves almost killed me and it only made me realize that I needed to attain more power if I was to defeat Saturn. I could feel just how powerful he was by merely looking at him.The polymer cage combusted with blue fire, filling every nook and cranny of the space with blue heat. I braced myself for the pain that was going to follow but I only felt warmth
Icarus.“When did you decide that it was time to start playing soldier?” she asked with a smirk.I was not expecting that line of question from her.“Playing soldier?” I repeated with a raised eyebrow. She was mocking me all of a sudden.“If you are rebelling because of your mother, then I suggest you go back home. The program is not meant for werewolves with unresolved mommy issues.” I shook my head and smiled. “You think I am joke,” I said.“No, I do not. But I can’t take you seriously Icarus, go home, this is no place for a coddled cub.” Xena
“I did not come here to be owned, gentlemen,” I said firmly, letting steel creep into my voice. I needed them to understand this from the start, needed to establish boundaries before this sit
Kieran was angrily silent as drove at full speed towards the Halls of Residence. I could not tell what was the actual cause of his anger but I knew that one of them had to do with the new witch in town.“You
“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







