My wolf hesitated, feeling awkward about asking the question but knowing I had to get to the bottom of things. "It's just that the truth serum is something only created by witches or warlocks. How could your mother know about it since it's not a piece of common knowledge?" Penelope sighed and looked down, fidgeting with her bag strap. "I don't know what to say, Aiden," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "But the truth is that my family is familiar with potent potions." I looked at her with surprise, waiting for the whole truth. "Familiar?" I asked. Penelope nodded, her eyes brimming with tears. "I-I turned back to life three days after you and Ethan were deployed to a mission," she stammered, her voice shaking. "My family sought help from a coven of witches...that was the only way for me to be resurrected..." I felt my heart constrict in my chest at her confession when I realized that my wolf had been completely wrong about her family. And I felt like we h

"What's going on?" Ethan asked, putting down his pen and looking up at us. But she stayed his glance at Penelope. It seems that the mansion was not affected by the storm when I could see no damage around. From the way I see it, even Ethan was unaware of the incident. "We were attacked by another witch earlier at school," Penelope said, her voice urgent. Ethan moved out of his seat and slid closer to us. "What kind of witch?" he asked, his brow furrowed. Penelope and I exchanged a worried glance before telling Ethan all about the devil witch who had given us the mission of protecting Hunter Grey. Of all the people we must protect could have been a werewolf hunter whose aim is to put our kind to extinction. Let alone the one who killed Penelope. "We don't know what she's planning to do, but she said she's not the enemy," I said. "She wants us to protect Hunter Grey by all means necessary." Ethan suddenly scoffed. "And you guys believed in her?" Penelo

The witches seemed to glide around us, their movements were like that of ghosts. They shot bolts of lightning and fire at our wolves, and we dodged and weave to avoid turning into ashes. "Aiden... Clark, what are we going to do?" I could not help but ask them. Ethan has equipped my wolf with everything I need to know and trained me to become strong, but I know, myself, am still as useless as always. Needless to say, our enemies were using dark magic. Even Clark and Aiden's wolves, who are more experienced than me were having a hard time facing the witches. And I'm afraid my wolf will only be a burden to them if I offer help. Meanwhile, Aiden and Clark's wolves started getting tired, their movements slowing down as they tried to keep up with the witches. It seemed like we were losing the battle until we heard the sound of howls in the distance. Two seconds later, I grabbed Clark and Aiden's fur by force when I found blazing arrows pouring from the sky, heading in o

"No, I should have done that sooner. My werewolf instinct is telling me something was off, but I did not listen to it. I need valid proof why I should believe you and Aiden." Ethan said. "Anyway, I will be assisting Aiden back to his place and you, Clark, can you send Penelope to her place?" Clark glanced at Ethan straight into his eyes and then smiled. "It will be my honor, Ethan." he humbly uttered. "Thanks for helping them." After a short talk, the four of us separated ways. Ethan hopped into Aiden's bike while Clark was in my car. As soon as we said goodbyes to each other, we took off. Ethan POV One hour later, Aiden and I found ourselves in his room. He once told me that his new room in their dormitory was not as big and comfortable just our old apartment. I agreed with him. The four bunk beds proved it to be true. Even if my wolf just stayed for about two minutes, I could sense and smell a lot of things inside. Smells of different scents of humans. Stinky

"I think we should study it," I uttered. "We should learn more about the witches and their power. Maybe there's a way for us to harness it, to make our pack stronger. And at the same time, we must protect Hunter Grey from them." Romulo looked at me for a long moment, his expression inscrutable. A minute later, he nodded. "You're right," he said slowly. "We can't ignore this. We need to find out more." My wolf felt a surge of relief, but it quickly replaced my anxiety. What would happen next? Would the three of us be kicked out of the pack for going against the alpha's orders? As if sensing my thoughts, Alpha Romulo spoke again. "Ethan, I want to thank you for coming to me with this. You've shown loyalty to our pack and me, and I won't forget that. But you must understand that we must proceed with caution. This information could be dangerous if it falls into the wrong hands. We must keep it under tight control." I nodded, feeling a weight lift from my shoulders. Alp