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the leader of their council said. There was so much hatred in the way he spoke to me, and I wondered what he was talking about. "What did you find out?" I asked him. " You possessed a dark lunar magic and this has brought about some kind of darkness to our pack, we do not accept that kind of magic here and anyone who brings such to us will be punished" he said. It sounded like some lame joke, I am never with such kind of magic, what has this got to do with me?

“Quiet doesn’t mean unbothered. Just good at hiding it.” We fell into silence. The only sound was distant thunder rumbling above ground. I wondered how long we’d be down here. Minutes stretched. My mind wandered to how close he was. How alone we were. “Tell me something,” I said finally. “Why’d you become a librarian? You don’t seem like the type who likes being stuck behind a desk all day.” Mr. Kane exhaled softly. “Books don’t talk back. They don’t expect small talk. I like the order. And the stories. What about you? History major with a focus on obscure trade? That’s not common.”

I ran my fingers along the spines and chose one at random. I spent the afternoon wrapped in a blanket, reading tales of old Velmora legends, of star-bonded wolves and rivers that whispered prophecy. They were unlike the dark, distorted stories I read in Crimson Dusk. These weren’t just stories, they were songs, prayers, and truths wrapped in poetry.

Black lab mixed with some husky made the perfect combination for a loyal, smart, stubborn and super-cute best friend. As I walk back in the house, I hear a familiar ring tone blaring from my phone. Amanda. She set her ringtone to the tune of Queen’s “We are the Champions” after our last game night at her brothers house, where we whooped everyone in both scattergories and charades. “Hey girl. What's up?”

asked Hunter. The pain was unbearable, but I knew what was this, black blood, I have been marked.

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