Davina's point of view       I groaned weakly from exhaustion. My back hurts, and that too my legs. I shuddered from the cold that emitted from marble floors. My eyes pried open. I recognized the familiar decor of my room. I helped myself up to sit upright. I was in the middle of the lavench ashes I had spread around in a circle. The red candles had burned completely. I wiped off the blood stain that dripped from my nose. I remembered the spell, and then my mind lingered on Aline. I wondered if she was able to find Benjamin. The curiosity was eating me alive. I cleaned up the room and kept aside everything I used for the spell.      I felt awfully weak, physically and even magically. I went to the bathroom for a shower, hoping it will relieve me. Even after the cold shower I still felt weak. I fell on the bed, having my head ache badly. My slender hands trailed my tummy, caressing it gently. I whispered to the livin

     Cameron's point of view        It was the first light of dawn and I was already present at the Gate of thrones. I couldn't sleep a wink last night, because I felt restlessly nervous. I kept wondering what Cyrene's vision was about. Cyrene was a powerful witch who was gifted with the ability to foresee the future. She was a member of the Circle made up of different supernatural kind there is. This was how we kept peace among ourselves. Cyrene could also scribe out prophesies. She was the one who saw the prophesy about the living descent of an Amnell witch, the bloodlines of the eight ancient witches of the French Quarters and my mate would bring an end to the Crescent curse that Gretchen placed on us. Whatever she says was indubitably the truth.      I came along with my mate, Rhona, Mitch and Benjamin. We were all seated round the old ancient round table.      "We are all present he

     Cameron's point of view       We informed the Circle and the Elders of the good news. They were all happy for us, regardless of the looming threat. A child is always blessing. After I announced the good news, I mindlinked every high ranking wolf in the Pack for a meeting at my office. I also called the head witch, Rhona and also the vampire head Declan and some ranking vampire members in the East side of the Pack's territory.      I met up with Mitch and Carter. "Send word to the village at the West border. John, Pablo, and the rest should be present for the meeting" Carter nodded and left right away. The village was at the West border of the Pack's territory where retired wolves who just want to relax and live their life with their mates lived. Exactly five minutes later, I walked into my office with Mitch. It was already filled. Everyone was present, down to the ex- officials that were in the West border of

    Cameron's point of view        My hands rested firmly on the railings of the second floor. We were at the mansion. Even from a mile away, one could feel the vibrations from the Packhouse and around the territory. I curled my lips into a smile, it was nice seeing so many people from different supernatural root in one place, united. I loved the view from up here.      Suddenly a sick shiver ran down my spine and Vittorio felt it more. I exhaled, exhausted. It was hard being optimistic, shouldering so many burden while still giving hope. Truthfully,I was worried about the war. It was the last day already, and in few more hours we will battle for our lives and existence. I couldn't help but be worried. This was Rowena we were talking about, she has been preparing for this moment almost her entire life and I'm worried. I feel something terrible was going to happen, even though we were prepared for this war. Suddenly

    Davina's point of view        I breathed in calmly. I was near the clearing field where we waited for Rowena. I could hear the swift movements of the enemy armies. They kept drawing closer and closer. I closed my eyes, breathing in the nature's magic coming from the earth, the air and the blood moon hanging up. The fast movements of Darwin's armies drummed my ears as I could feel their stench in my nose. They were almost onto me. I knew it was time. I pulled my hands mid-air, my fingers dancing, swaying to the rhythm of the concentrated magic around me. And in an instant, I snapped my hands watching the armies in sight drop dead on the ground from the snapping of their necks. I smiled, turning to the south of where I stood. I did the same when the enemy armies were in sight. I had positioned at the north direction, when an overpowering wave of magic ran through me. It caused me to loose my balance and stumble on the bloody dirt on th