The she wolf stared at the Ancient One, her teeth glinting in the light as their sharp and pointy ends wanted to devour the old man fair and square. Dominic’s wolf quickly went in front of her, planting its feet to the ground to make her drop her plan. However, her piercing blue eyes had turned gray, she was losing control of her wolf and he didn't know what to do. But he kept staring at her, who wasn’t even looking at him. He tried to call out to her through their mind link but she wasn’t responding, it was as if something or someone was blocking it. His injury was making him walk limply while both the Ancient One and Calhoun lay exhausted on the floor. Calhoun had almost passed out but his eyes were just open in a slit, and he saw her transform into her wolf. Her wolf was majestic and royal but there was something odd about it, something very predatory. Of course, werewolves were predators but she looked like she would kill for fun, and her eyes wer

Despite that, she had been filled with a sense of unease, of killing one of her own, no matter how he had behaved with her, no matter how he had tried to stir the lycans and turn her against him. The Ancient One had been the one who could help her fight the curse, keep herself intact, but now he wasn’t there. Who should she look up to now? Who would be her savior? The alpha and the mage merely looked at each other, sharing awkward glances for some time.  While Valencia was crying on the flower bed that had now sprung up with a variety of colorful and aromatic flowers, the mage took the alpha aside. “Look, this is important. We have to leave right now.” Dominic was taken aback by his words, “we?” The mage looked around as if trying to decide how much he could or couldn't tell Dominic, weighing his options. “Yes, We.” Unfortunately, what your girlfriend did back there is going to have serious repercussions, n

“Don't give her any more, if you don't want her to suffer for the next hours. She received enough dosage for a night’s run.” Dominic wasn't inclined to listen to him but something in Cahoue voice made him want to believe him. Had he wanted to kill her he would have done that in the tower itself when she had killed the mage. She didn't know and now her mind was buzzing with too many thoughts. What would she do and how would she search for this perpetrator? The potion Calhoun had given them revitalized and invigorated the two alphas who were running as if it was a piece of cake. Sure, they always ran because Valencia loved to and Dominic would accompany her sometimes but this was different. It was as if their legs were not even exerting strength and running seemed effortless. In the night sky, the white swirls of the air bird Calhoun possessed were visible and the two would dart in the direction of the sky occasionally to look at the stars. Acro

Just then a thought crossed his mind and he tried mind-linking to her. They hadn’t used the communication method in ages, simply because they never had someone who could eavesdrop on their conversation.Dominic shrugged, “Maybe Trecdor had it cleaned before his arrival. He must have planned to stay but you know he wouldn't have stayed anywhere near you, even if the law required the archon to keep the Coven head as her guest.”“The law…again…grrr”The thought had never crossed her mind that Trecdor would have done something like this. The Round Hall looked like the colosseum, ancient and broken, but everybody liked it this way.It would keep any humans that stray into the forest from finding about the existence of such a massive structure that was hard to miss. Occasionally, some enthusiastic humans would travel through the jungle in search of some adventure and stumble upon the round hall.Once or twice t

The soft bluish glow of the antlers was slowly replaced by a golden light as the magic of the mage was entering the bird, feeding him with magic. Skylark closed its eyes too and they sat like that for around fifteen minutes until the antlers began to dazzle in the golden light instead of the faint glow. Smiling a little, Calhoun opened his eyes and then stopped the flow of magic as he saw that skylark was completely fed and had also received some extra boost of magic that it had saved in his antlers. After a while, skylark opened its eyes too and Calhoun asked the bird, “Happy?” The bird cawed in response and let out a shriek of joy telling the mage how happy it was. Calhoun chuckled as he caressed the antlers for some time and then asked,  “Do you want something more? You carried me for almost twenty-four hours on your back without complaining. I think I might help you with some enhancement.” Hearing the mage’s words skylark bega