Mazelina: The Legend of The White Wolf
Elion grabs my shoulder, “She’s still alive, Landon. Sally said it only works in the living. Can you feel the potion still driving you?”
I flex my arms and roll my shoulders to release some tension, “I can feel it.”
“She’s alive, Landon. She’s not here, but she’s alive. We will find her, but we must leave now.”
I can feel the pull now, like a long, precarious string ready to snap. “My mate is far, but I can feel her.” I stand up and turn to see a young woman wrapped in Bonnie’s arms. “Your mate?” I ask.
“Yeah, meet Flora.” Elion beams: holding his hand out, she runs into his arms, “Landon won’t hurt you.” He murmurs, stroking her hair.
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