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he says, sounding a bit uncertain. Atlas nods, looking thoughtful. "Paula must have sent us here for a reason," he says. "We should explore and see what we can find." Atlene walks over to Atlas and gives him a big hug, which Atlas returns just as fiercely. They stand hugging for a while and crying, while Ringan watches with tears in her eyes. Cameron moves a bit away from them and unzips his pants and urinates into the wind, spraying the group with his urine.

"My name is Ursula. It's nice to finally meet you, Amalia." Amalia wasn't able to answer her. Her brows furrowed when she felt something weird upon seeing her smile. AMALIA WAS just staring at the window and watching the plants surrounding the small house of Ursula where she's currently staying in. The past three days made her know Ursula even more. She found out that she's also a witch from the North that came to Kliterion and looking for someone or something.

I say playfully, noting the way her cheeks turn scarlet. She uncovers her mouth to smile at me, “Good gasp. Is it silver?” She asks, cautiously as her finger hovers over the necklace I’ve gifted her. It’s a white gold necklace with a black wolf pup curled up inside a wreath surrounded by diamonds. Atlas told me, Alma is a midnight black wolf, the complete opposite of Atlas’ snow-white fur. I’m sad I’ll never get to see her in person and that Atlas can never go for a run with her, but that’s not something I’ll ever share with Sorrell, I know how much it must pain her not being able to shift. I couldn’t bear the thought of not being able to shift.

“Who exactly are you thinking of? Who else are we trying to get killed?” “You two are still stuck on brute force," Atlas said. “What if we tried stealth instead? I know some reptilian shifters down in Alabama. They can shift into snakes, lizards, that kind of thing. They aren’t strong like wolves or bears or dragons. They don’t shift much because they’re so exposed when they do. Picture going from a grown man to a three-foot snake. Not exactly a secure spot, right?” “Spit it out, Atlas," I said.

Alara’s voice, when it came, carried unmistakable reverence. “Your wolf is even more than we imagined, my Queen.” Pride swelled through me as I stepped forward, Athena stretching to her full height. ‘Shift, Elders,’ I called through our mind link. ‘Run with us.’ They rose in perfect unison, moving to the shelter of the trees before their bodies began to change. I watched, curious despite myself, as they transformed. Alara‘s wolf was sleek and silver-grey with unusual violet eyes, while Orion’s was a deep chestnut with a distinctive white marking on his chest that resembled a crescent moon. Both were larger than typical pack wolves but smaller than Athena or Ares, their movements graceful wit

For years, she will be remembered as the greatest and most revered Luna of the werewolf kingdom, a name she hopes to pass on to her daughter someday. She is radiant, her happiness and peace erasing every shadow she has ever carried. It feels as though she has never endured pain at all. “This is just the beginning,” Atlas promises, his voice warm and steady. “We will be happy forever and ever.” Hyera giggles, her cheeks glowing red as he twirls her around. But suddenly, dizziness covers her, a strange flutter in her stomach. Atlas quickly steadies her, his eyes filled with concern. Before he can ask what’s wrong, a small wave of nausea rises, and she vomits softly.

“I actually made, -“ The look I give stops Zev from finishing. Zev’s a big nerd who always pays attention. If he’s not making notes, he is writing something down in that journal of his. He never lets me read it, but he knows I’m here whenever he needs to talk, and that’s good enough for the both of us. She goes into her bag to grab the notes, not even questioning my request. She extends her hand to hand me her notes; her tiny wrist looks fragile and pale. It looks as if it would break if I grabbed the notes too quickly. But before I can take the notes, Suzie stops her. “Stop, Raiden. You know all this stuff already. Atalanta comes from a tiny pack in human territory and went to regular schoo

I heard a thud as the wolf who was on top of me went flying, I heard it growl at whoever had charged it. I opened my eyes to see Alpha Naral's huge grey wolf. He snarled at the attacking wolf, I nodded to him as I got up. I turned just in time to see Alpha Oren's brown wolf charge through a group of wolves who had been heading towards us.

Ursula’s face darkened as her eyes swept over the crowd, glaring at everyone watching them. “Shut up, all of you!” she yelled. The whispers immediately stopped, leaving the onlookers speechless. No one dared to offend Ursula—doing so would mean offending the Anderson family as well. “And you, Alia Morvane,” Ursula said coldly, turning her sharp gaze toward her. “You’d better be careful next time.” She was about to walk away when Rhea suddenly spoke up.