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The fragile sense of calm I had managed to hold onto was gone. I didn’t think didn’t hesitate, I just moved. The lock slid open with a sharp click, the sound loud in the stillness as I pulled the door open just enough to look out into the hallway. The glow of the crystals flickered, their light no longer steady but wavering, casting shifting shadows along the stone walls. And those shadows—They moved. Not like shadows should. They stretched unnaturally, pulling away from the walls, gathering in darker patches that seemed to twist and fold in on themselves. Smoke. Black, thick and alive.

The innocent girl I thought I once loved no longer existed, and I could not even remember what I had ever seen in her. Once upon a time, I had been the jealous type, ready to tear apart any male who so much as spoke to her. However, looking at those pictures of her lying naked in another man's bed, I felt nothing at all. I thanked Penelope and slowly stood up. "By the way, I need to return something to you." As I spoke, I immediately shifted into my wolf form and dragged my sharp claws across my arm three times, leaving deep gashes where you could see the mangled flesh beneath.

I pulled it out and saw it was a book on shadow wraiths. Intrigued, I carried it back to the table. It was already getting dark outside, so I lit a candle, the small flame flickering in the drafty room. There was a large mirror directly opposite me on the wall, and it reflected the light in a way that kept catching the corner of my eye. I found it annoying because I was just getting to an interesting part of the book, but the glare wouldn't stop. I tried to ignore it, focusing on the text about spirits that could mimic human forms.

She needs to learn to fight what she knows and allow herself to evolve to her true self. The shadows consume her, and at first, I can tell she is panicked. That’s natural. The shadows are thick black smoke in appearance, and they make the air around the person ice cold. I can see her trying to break through the shadows, but that’s not going to do a damn thing against my magic. Then I hear the tearing of flesh and the snapping of bones. I hear a vicious growl and a howl of anger. That’s my girl. Her wolf is strong enough to break through the shadows as Ari emerges from the shadows in her wolf form. She growls viciously at me, snapping her teeth.

she tells me once again. I think about it for a while. Fate. I'm one who believes in that more than any other person, and I remember clearly my talks with Vanessa on this subject. I used to be the big head, but now I say it's a bit hard to think it's not my fault. However, the consolation is needed as I don't want to start spiraling back into that place where I felt depressed and haunted myself. "You have to be very careful this time around from now on," she tells me again. "The Shadow Clan is getting more and more serious and even desperate. They won't send me now if I won't do it, and it's clear that I won't," she says.

Fearing the worst, she called a cab and headed directly to the base with Sarah right behind her. Upon getting there she met Ty watching some chaos unfurl a little in front of them. Unlike most werewolf packs in the area that had their hideouts in bars or churches or restaurants, the shadow rock pack had theirs in a sort of neighbourhood. It lent itself well to the family image they depicted all so well. It was right at the edge of town beside a large stream of water.

The books they had on the subject seemed sadly outdated and she silently wondered if this exercise would bear results. Eli, being the Head Librarian, was able to sniff out what they needed fast, and she was sure the seven books on the desk were about all he could find. Most of them dealt with hauntings and spirit possessions, but none it seemed, could tell her how to kill an evil spirit. Not just banish it, but kill it and send it hurtling to hell, where it belonged.

The magical artifact glowed brightly, lending the imperial forces renewed vigor as they charged towards the remaining outlaws. Suddenly, there was a loud piercing screech and a large shadow fell on the outlaws as an enormous creature blocked the sun.

Shadow reappeared, her eyes filled with sorrow. 🌬️Ayanna, you've fallen. Your soul is lost.🌬️ Ayanna's response was a cold, calculated smile. "I've won, Shadow. Louis is mine." The darkness pulsed, its power coursing through Ayanna's veins. Louis's vacant gaze never wavered, his heart trapped in Ayanna's spell. "Together," Ayanna whispered, "we'll seal our fate Tonight." Shadow Smirked 🌬️Ayanna, remember who you once were. Fight the darkness🌬️

He was being watched. "Hello?" He muttered as he looked around uncomfortably. Something just didn't feel right in here. Suddenly a dark figure emerges from the shadows and pounces on him. Grabbing his neck tight in an effort to strangle him. Prince Ryder stared into those familiar cold grey eyes which were now a very stormy grey, as they stared at him without recognition. "My alpha". He called out in a choked up manner, not recognising his own voice. Alpha Ethan raised up an arm already shifted to a paw, ready to strike and prince Ryder's eyes widen as he let out an ear pressing scream.