"The Alpha didn't give me any specifics, so what makes you require my services?" The witch asks me. I suck in a breath before telling her my reality. I should be used to it by now, given how many times I've had to discuss this, but I still hang my head in shame after I'm done. I look back up at her, and she grabs my hand. "I'm sorry that happened to you; this was a crime against your Goddess that should have never happened," she says before I feel calmness rush through me from whatever witchy thing she just did. My shoulders relax, and I let out a relieved sigh before she speaks again. "Come here; I need to touch your face to feel what kind of magic has been embedded in you," she says before reaching out and cupping my cheeks with her eyes closed. I feel a small buzz sound in my head; it's an odd sensation, but I don't fight it. After a few moments, her eyes open. I see a hint of nervousness cross her face, but it's gone as soon as I notice it, making me wonder if I only imagined

I stayed in my room all day. I feel bad, I should be out there observing training, but I can't focus on anything except what Blair told me. I'm standing on my balcony, a glass of wine in hand-courtesy of Seth, the best big brother ever-trying to think of all the other supernatural creatures who wield black magic. I've never had any apparent interaction with any, certainly not a dragon. As far as I knew, they were endangered, and most lived in Michigan, Italy, or Switzerland. I've crossed paths with a demon or two, and then there were the vampires who attacked us, but again, never any interaction. Fae and Angels had light magic, so they weren't on my suspect list, and Angels never bothered with Earth; I've never even seen one in person. They were more of a mystery than the dragons.The werewolf community was really only open to witches. They help us keep our lands healthy and fertile, and we offer them shelter. Most live for free in exchange for their magic, but most have shops in the

I reach Alpha Roman's office and take a deep breath before I knock on the door. I wait to hear him say something, and I get a little annoyed when he doesn't. He's the one who told me to Goddess damn meet him here! Beta Aston could have easily given me my schedule. I'm pulled out of my overdramatic thoughts when he opens the door and stands before me. I take him in, damn this man, does he have to look good in everything he wears? I'm practically drooling at his muscles straining against his shirt when I realize I've probably been staring too long. I look up at him, but I see he's doing the exact same thing to me. I only wear a Nike sports bra with high-waisted leggings, nothing special. Ok, that's a lie; I chose to wear the least clothes possible to catch his attention. I'm a human, well, sort of, woman; what can I say? "Come in," he says, stepping aside and putting his hand on my back when I step in front of him. I thought he would lead me to the chair in front of his desk, but he b

Roman and I are out on the training field now, and I feel exhilarated. Not only did I just have the best sex I ever had in my entire life, but I was finally allowed to train! But wait! There's more! I'm training four days a week until I get where I should be as a 20-year-old wolf. I'm actually not doing too bad, considering my inexperience. I always knew I would be a good fighter if I could just get some time to shine! We started with basic self-defense since any experience I had was with that. I knew a couple of maneuvers, but it turns out I was way more behind than I initially thought. That and Roman was clearly an overachiever, but it didn't matter because I was catching on quickly. Once I had some basic moves down, he let me get my hands dirty with some offense. I did alright and even landed a punch to his jaw…but I think he let it happen. Before I knew it, the two-and-a-half-hour training session was coming to an end. "Alright, we're done here. Come on, get up," Roman says, g

I finally came home around ten at night; Violet had me out all that time after lunch. That girl could seriously talk. I had fun, though, the conversation came easy with her, and she took me all over the shops. I loved the way it was set up, all the business hustle and bustle was in the southern part of the territory, and it had a city vibe to it. However, she knew so many people. I can't count how many times we stopped to talk to random people; the girl had enough social in her for both of us. It's closer to eleven now, and I'm ready for bed. I leave the bathroom and lie in bed, hoping Nisha will come to my room soon for some snuggles. I just close my eyes when Roman mind links me. 'Come to my room.' he says and cuts the link. What the hell? Demanding as Alpha. I hope he doesn't want to fuck; I am way too tired for that shit. Who am I kidding? Of course, he wants to fuck!I crawl out of bed just as Nisha comes in, so I pick him up while walking out. Shit, which one is Roman's room?