He's Whipped
She flipped some pages and leaned her face closer to the book as if her eyes couldn't see the letters written on that book, then her face turned stiff, something like she was reading something serious.
"You see, your gift is very special, honey. It came not only from the Goddess, but from the four elders as well."
"Elders?" I raised a brow in confusion. What I think about the elderly are the old leaders of our pack.
"Yes, elders, but not the kind of elders that you are thinking about," she winked at me as if she had read my mind.
"The elders that we witch call are the gods and goddesses of the supernatural world."
"You mean those elders that built this world?" Hunter asked.
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