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I had stopped growling at the bowl, recognizing how quickly she would take it away, and she stopped trying to convince me to understand her creepy voodoo magic shit. Ribs aligned and potion drank, I shifted back. She shoved a stash of clothes I kept here for times like this and turned her back while I dressed. Witches, I had quickly discovered, did not have the same disregard for nudity that shifters did. “Thanks,” I sighed now that I had a voice. Blair turned, quickly returning to poke and prod at my side. “I really hope you’re not about to tell me the Lycan you called me about is behind this.”

Blair had been on Blaze's mind lately and whatever she does, she can't forget her. Maybe her vibe was strong that even if she tries to forget her, she can't. At last, she saw Blair's picture from her birthday with the strippers... she was only in her undergarments which made her more attractive. Oh, this girl will be the death of her.

Silas When I arrived at the Dark Moon Pack, Alpha Zane and Luna Lilly immediately greeted me along with two of their kids, Amber and Christopher. Their other kid, Iris, is back in the Royal Pack with Calvin, her mate. Amber and Christopher are a few years older than me and, from what I’ve heard, they haven’t even tried to find their mates. They haven’t ever said why, and I’ve never been close with them to ask. Maybe this trip could change that.

“I’m prepared to be the new resident bad girl who leads this sleepy Wyoming town into the temptations of body art.” Macie filled India in her tentative plans for the restaurant while AJ explored the space, which’d been a hair salon in a former life. A couple other eclectic businesses had tried to make a go of it, but none succeeded. “Only half is for tattoos and piercing. We’ll use the front half as a salesroom for the products my sister manufactures.” “What’s she make?” “Natural skin and hair care products made in Weston County. Ever heard of Sky Blue?” “I have,” AJ said. “But you can’t find it here. You have to drive to DeWitt’s Pharmacy in Moorcroft to get it.”

“For now we watch and gather what we can. Rage alone will not free them.” She rose and called for Sendro and Laclam next. When the two men arrived, she had the sealed crate from the Whitefang delivery brought in and set on the table. “This is the new product the witches are circulating,” she said. “They’re calling it Wolfesia. The Blacklores are already using it. I need everything you can learn, ingredients, effects, how it works. Leave nothing unexamined.” Sendro and Laclam exchanged a single glance. Both nodded.

“I know you said you hate to part with your pieces, but these are really, really good. You could sell them for a good amount of money.” She nodded. “Yeah. I've been told that, but these are just for me. I like looking around and seeing them, you know? They're personal, each one means something. And when I look at them, it brings me peace... I don't know how to explain.” Blair said, chuckling a little self-consciously. I totally understand. “But you can create new ones, specifically for business.” She gave me a shy smile. “Maybe someday.” I sat back down beside her. “I’m serious. You’re talented, Blair.”

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The funny part is that, outside of witches who are openly practicing on social media, they think we’re just fictional characters. I saw an opportunity a few years ago, when I stepped inside a human bookstore, Dad told me to run with it, so I did. Our biggest seller was a T-shirt with a wolf’s face and golden eyes and the slogan “I Don’t Chase. I Track.” For men. That one shocked me. Women bought tank tops with the slogan “Prey is a Point of View.” The entire line was a huge success. Right before everything turned to shit, I was going to introduce motorcycle gear. The wolves running that operation were some of the most clever creatives I’d come across.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

Drew shouted at his back. ------ “This is Kyle.” “Are you the one interested in buying witches?” Lewis asked. “Could be,” Kyle’s annoying voice replied. “I need to speak with your boss,” demanded Lewis. “You can speak with me, arsehole.” “I don’t think you can make me a realistic offer on what I’m selling. I’d prefer to go straight to the source of the cash.” “What are you selling?” Kyle asked, his curiosity getting the best of him. “A white wolf/white witch hybrid, who can perform magic in both human and wolf forms,” replied Lewis, knowing he now had Kyle’s full attention.