Mated to my Ex's Lycan King Dad
"And what kind of werewolf supremacist are you to use witch-made bombs? Why not use werewolf-made, hm? Not good enough for you?"
"The hourglass is shifting," Seraphina said. "It's emotions are magic, too. Speak to the crowd, Grace. Speak to Mooncrest. Any weakness buys us time."
I looked at the hourglass, noting a bit of the sand had slipped out of the bottom. It wasn't a lot, but somewhere, someone was listening to me.