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She takes my hand in hers and squeezes it gently. "We are werewolves, not monsters," she says softly. "Our pack is called the Shadows and is led by Gabriel Valley. He became our leader after his father's death some months ago." I sigh and turn to look at her. Her blue eyes look sad as she stares at me. "I promise you my child, you are not a monster. Being different is your greatest power," she whispers, grazing her fingers across my eyebrows. "You'll see," she adds with a faint smile. I stare at her drowning in my thoughts. I think about everything. Me. Them. The pack. I'd have sworn last night was just a dream but I know what I saw and felt. It was all too real. "Your father and I are going

My heart skipped a beat, knowing that he was about to introduce me. "Today, our Nightwalkers pack welcomes a new member, Zoe Ernest. Let us welcome Miss Ernest to the stage," his powerful voice resonated throughout the hall. My steps were quick, despite my legs feeling weak. All eyes in the room, including his, were fixed on me, intensifying my nerves. Standing at the podium, I deliberately avoided looking in his direction. Alpha Alis draped a cloak symbolizing the Nightwalkers pack over my shoulders, embroidered with the emblem resembling both a crescent moon and a sickle. I softly thanked Alpha Alis and then bowed to the audience as Aunt Mary had instructed. Amid the warm applause, I swift

He figured that was probably one reason Stacia hadn’t brought her home, adding a baby would have meant less attention for Stacia. She looked tired and broken down; all his protective instincts were telling him to find whoever had hurt her and make them pay. He finally said “Your wanting answers, I understand that. We would like to hear what you know as well. Together with the family we can figure this out if you’ll let us.” He paused then pointed at the paper and said, “Is this your name?” Angel sighed heavily and replied, “Everyone calls me Angel.”

’ a calming voice sounded in my head, my wolf. ‘Yes, magnificent’ I answered in awe. My bright ice blue eyes shined like lights in the night, my coat was a pure glittering black in the moonlight. The pure black wolf was unheard of, usually black wolves had at least a speck of white or brown. ‘All your questions will be answered in the right time, young Allison. My name is Shadow.’ I didn't push further, too awestruck to care about her vague answer. I was beautiful. ‘It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Shadow.’

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”

The shadows on the far side of the hall began to shift. To gather. To grow. Lucian lifted a hand, his aura surging. “Show yourselves.” A dark figure peeled out of the shadows like smoke coming alive. Its face was hidden. Its presence was wrong. Another stepped out behind it. And another. Three. Four. Five. All cloaked in shifting black, no scent, no heartbeat, no emotion. The Shadow Faction. The lead one tilted its head, eyes glowing silver. “You cannot hide the girl,” it said. Fia whimpered and pressed herself against me.

“The half I left behind.” She nodded. “I am. The one you sealed outside. The one you erased.” My chest ached. Memories surfaced secrets I didn’t know I carried. She was the shadow I never faced. Theron took a step. “You have her name?” She laughed softly. “I was never named. I was always *the shadow*.” At that word, the cavern walls moaned. Ancient stone shifted. The pit’s glow flickered. David whispered, “She’s tied to the Hollow’s memory.”

I followed clues and secrets hidden in the shadows, until I finally discovered the truth behind the mysterious figure. It was a lone figure, a hooded woman who lived deep in the forest. Her name was Morgana, a powerful witch who had long been considered a legend in the city. Morgana had awakened from her deep sleep and brought with her a desire for revenge against the werewolves and guardians. I shared my findings with Liam and the group. Together, we decided to confront Morgana and stop her from carrying out her evil plans. We knew the battle would be hard, but we were willing to face any challenge to protect the city we loved.

But after that accident, I started hearing the voice of a girl inside my mind who is exactly the reverse of me and made me do things which I never dare to do in my horrible nightmares. I don’t know if I lose my mind or not but this is true, and when I try to find out what’s wrong with me. I learn her name which suits her personality perfectly. Shadow. I snap out of my thoughts when she said what I didn’t want, “Nope we are going to have some fun, no excuses Ammy.” With that said, I felt a terrible headache as I always do before I would pass out, and with that, the darkness wraps around me into it...

"Boss, don't tell me she's—" Sophia set aside her bowl of fruit, chin tilted proudly. "What's the matter? I'm Tisha, the one you call boss." "Nice to meet you, Boss Tisha!" Ronald sputtered, questioning his own sanity. Emeraldshade was the dark web's premier marketplace. He had once pictured Emerald Crab as a middle-aged, divorced dad, only to discover she was the elusive Miss King! As for Tisha? She was Emeraldshade's infamous Black Widow, a name that sent shivers down the spine of many.