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“Why are you running away? Until when are you going to run away from your emotions? Listen to your heart, Blue. I know you feel it.” “So what if I feel it?!” Alex raised his voice. “So what if my heart beats faster when I’m around you? What exactly does that change?” “Blue-” “Don’t touch me,” Alex pulled away. “I can’t do this. I just can’t. My aunt doesn’t deserve this so why don’t you just get it? I don’t want this. I’m not ready for this.” “Look-”

And now, they will finally be together. Honestly, for me, they just seemed like twins. It's just that they don't have the same eye color and hair. But Aunt C is a little bit older than Blairie, like... umm, ten years. Yeah, we just age so freaking slow by the time we'll reach the age of eighteen. --- I went to the balcony and looked up at the sky. Then I immediately covered my eyes. Sh*t! The sun is shining so bright. Stupid move. Finally, I concentrated and started to gather the clouds to where we were. I can make it rain for approximately a thousand square meters. And it will be enough to tell Prycie that we can't go to the doctor.

I walked towards the bookshelf, admiring everything. “Interesting, aren’t they?” Maleigha admired them next to me. Her closeness made my heart skip a beat, as I was so focused on the books. “I’ve never seen anything like this before.” I glanced at her and she smiled, “Blue Lake houses some of the oldest and most important books known to our kind. Packs from around the world travel here for information.” She looked proud as she explained this, but deep down, I had a feeling her father used these as leverage.

"Then write this: They lived." The Draft shadows let out a unified shriek of "continuity error" and dissolved into black puddles. But as the light from the book intensified, a new line appeared at the bottom of the page, written in a handwriting I didn't recognize. It wasn't the Author's Calibri font. It was elegant, handwritten, and ancient. 'The price of a new ending is the beginning. See you in the Wastes, Iris.' The Archive exploded in a flash of blue light.

Uncle Mike said with a confused grin. I smiled at my uncle and clapped him on the back and said, “I sure don’t Uncle Mike. But you go find your second chance mate and let me know who my new aunt is in the morning.” Alpha Baylor is a work of the imagination of Artemas J R Broyles. Thank you for reading and going along on this journey. -A :)

Ruth ended the call and left Alex and Lee with an astounded expression. “Oh God.” Their minds were about to melt down. Werewolves, vampires, witches—were all real. Alex was reminded of a book he read at Books and Artifact where he works. “Lee, I found a book at Books and Artifact that was about supernatural creatures. I think the name of the book was, um, Wars, Wood Battles, um, I can’t remember.” “You mean The Wood War by Kayla Nicky Chadson?” Ha! The boy jolted in shock as he heard the voice of Abigail behind them. They stared at each other, confused about what to say.

“Good to know! Just make sure to let me know if you plan on making it a regular thing.” “Absolutely! I’ll even send you a calendar invite,” she teased, feeling the camaraderie growing as they shared a laugh. As Charlotte walked home later that night, the city lights twinkled like stars against the darkening sky. Her mind raced with thoughts, a whirlwind of curiosity and unease about her family and the feud that seemed to entangle her life in ways she hadn’t anticipated. The snippets of gossip about Celestine Westwood echoed in her mind, each one igniting a burning desire to uncover the truth behind her family's history. Who was Celestine really? What had happened to her? The questions gnawed

Thank you for reading Wolfbane. This now begins book 2 of the series, Wolfblood, which introduces some new characters and also continues Jasmine and Blake's story. Please note that this book is quite a bit darker than the first one, and contains some triggers, but I hope you will enjoy it anyway! Happy reading! *** TALIA

I jump off the bed and follow behind him. In his office, Zayne slides a note over to me. “What’s this?” I look at the series of numbers written on it. He clicks on the mouse of his computer, “The new alpha of the Silent wolves if you decide you want to talk to your mother” Undecided, I input the number in my contact, storing it as Martha, Maybe I’ll give her a call later, I’ve wondered a number of times how she’s doing, I don’t a shit about Cade though, he can go to hell for all I care.

I drawled in the way that had sent women blushing pink in the past. “Winters.” She responded, completely immune to my flirting. “My name is Tara Winters.” Perfect. Her name was perfect. Everything about her was excruciatingly perfect, but she was human. I remarked, “You must be here for Abby, I’m sure her declining health has been a frightening experience. It’s good we met today. Now, you can get all the help you need little one.” “What are you talking about?” Tara said. Abby’s first shift was worryingly close. The little pup did not understand her birthright or any elders that might guide her. She was completely enslaved to the savagery of her own instincts.