"This can't be right," Silvana muttered, completely stunned. She reached her hand through the purple flames and grabbed the enchanted blue map. Silvana, Kurt, and Amelia gathered round as the flames dissipated and a blue dot sizzled on the parchment, serving as a beacon for Bruce's whereabouts."I must've done something wrong," Silvana said.Amelia quickly responded, "I think you did that expertly."Silvana chewed the inside of her cheek, crumpled up the parchment, and with a determined glance at the ring of wax declared, "Let's do it again."Amelia and Kurt plucked the necessary components from the garden, and on a new sheet of parchment, Silvana cast the same spell."Looks like it's saying the same thing," Kurt said, peering over Silvana's shoulder and examining the new magical map. "Maybe his phone broke and he's waiting for you to return home," Kurt suggested. "There's a good possibility he's waiting for you to come home with open arms," Amelia added.Silvana thought ab

The Silverclaw pack was waiting for Kurt when he pulled into the driveway of the same mansion that the werewolves had held their masquerade at. At least fifty men and women were gathered around the tall fountain depicting a pack of howling wolves with water streaming from their ferocious, open mouths. Some of the men and women stood blowing the steam from their takeaway coffees, and others bit into juicy breakfast sandwiches. Kurt went into absolute tough guy mode, slamming the door to his sports car and walking like a man on a mission to the fountain. He moved with such vitriol that other members of the pack parted for him, and in a swift movement, he jumped onto the base of the statue, then nonchalantly sat on one of the stone wolf carvings and spread his legs and arms as if he were sitting on a throne."The Meeting of Moons is officially in session," he grinned. "As our first order of business, we need to address the fact that our pack's Alpha has been missing for over a week

A new power, a greater magic than she'd ever felt, flowed through Silvana. Her eyes glowed fuchsia and she clenched her fists, ready to roar with raw strength. Lightning snapped and sparked off the symbols and at her but she was completely unaffected, and the lightning fazed out as wisps of purple flames surrounded her. She held both hands up and with all her might, she repeated, "Tu Fui, Ego Eris!"The incantation meant: I was you; you will be me. These ancient words as old as time itself had been made by primordial lovers from her family tree who refused to be separated.The stone door cracked with pink light, then turned to rubble.Silvana saw Bruce laying on the metal table with a tray of surgical supplies beside him. "Bruce!" she called out, her voice loud and strengthened enough through magic to cause an echo that rumbled down dust from the cellar's ceiling. She sprinted to her mate and possessed with her newfound magic, she tore him out of his shackles. Her eyes r

Silvana batted her lashes at Bruce, flattered that he would be so confident and supportive of her efforts to do the thing that drove her father into a deranged state where he had tried to come between them. That was how she knew Brue was a true love, because he wanted to be there right beside her no matter how difficult the path forward was. Silvana nodded and said, "Okay handsome, I agree to your deal." And she fell asleep seconds after, finally feeling happy once more as Bruce relaxed her and gently scratched the back of her head. Despite all the complications in their lives, he too fell asleep with a smile on his face, understanding that he needed to appreciate such a wonderful moment while he still had it. But Bruce tossed and turned all night, tearing at the bedsheets. His dreams were filled with the memories of being locked in the cellar, the only light emitting from the crimson binds that electrocuted his arms and legs. He woke up screaming in a warm sweat. His phone

Bruce leapt down the porch steps and in full stride made for Solaris. Solaris planted his cane to the ground, rested both hands on top of it, and smiled smugly. "Back for my claws?" Bruce asked through a sneer. He curled the fingers on his hand and his werewolf claws began to extend outwards. "Then why don't I give them to you?""What's with the old man?" Kurt asked, barging his way towards the two. Kurt knew very well who Solaris Sparks was, and how he would fit into his plan, but Kurt didn't want Bruce to know that. And Bruce didn't want Kurt to know that Solaris had been holding him captive, especially since Bruce had only moments ago lied to his pack about his whereabouts. "I'm not here to fight," Solaris said, glancing at the two werewolves. Bruce stood strong and said, "You have a lot of nerve coming to my home.""Do I?" Solaris asked, tilting his head. "Because then you seem to have plenty of nerve sneaking into mine to sleep with my daughter." Kurt smacked his l