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Jace sighed. I turned to face him. “What happened yesterday?” I asked. “Rogue wolves. We have a feeling that they're connected to the ones who attacked the orphanage. We think they're a controlled group. They killed a few people yesterday.” Jace explained. Shit. Jaxon must have thought I was dead. Even for those few hours. “I need to go apologize to him,” I said turning and hurrying to chase after Jaxon. I found him, walking towards the break room. I grabbed his arm to stop him, searching his eyes.

“But..the books..” “I know what the books say. And I know..my mother.” Jace flipped a few pages again and landed on something terrifying. There were 5 dark shadows with their eyes all red and glowing. They had claws, sharp enough to slice someone’s neck like butter. “Who are they?” “These are the ones who terrorized the whole village. And they’re the only ones who’re the true reason behind that conflict.” “I need to know who..Hailey. I have to know. I have to clear my mother’s name.”

Veronica was eating her lollipop, locking her brown eyes in front of the fifty-inch TV screen while sitting cross-legged on Karl's soft sofa chair, watching the Shadowhunters series which has hit season four (or part three B?) with deep disappointment at seeing the scene where Jace tried to reclaim Clary from Clary's brother, Jonathan Morgenstern. She growled in annoyance that she did not like Jace for interfering with Clary's plan until she did not realize that she almost bit into the lollipop so hard it made her grimace a little at it. There was a soft laugh emanating from Karl, and when she turned to the left to face Karl, the man was covering his nose with his left hand while turning his

She was nervous but also excited. Will they like her? Will they welcome her with open arms? Only time will tell as they were moving toward the village that Caleb seemed to forget to her as their group consists of Caleb, Xavier, the one with brunette hair and grey eyes, Arthur who was black-headed and green eyes, and her to the secret village that was known as Shadow Pack.

“What if someone else drank from the bottle? What if he didn't even finish the bottle? What if he drank something else instead that night? What if he drinks it and nothing happens? What if he dies and I'm in your house, how are you going to explain that to your mom?” Jace didn't seem fazed by my questions, he thought he had it all figured out. He said, "this has to happen, it's literally him or me. It may still be a month before I can get what I need together, but this has to happen." I didn't press him for more information, I didn't want to know.

Lankko closed his eyes and heard the cluck of the chicken against the chirping of the many insects of the forest. "Enjoying your mud bath?" Lankko heard Enzir's voice. He opened his eyes and saw the muddy face and body of his master. Lankko sat up and tried not to laugh at his master's appearance. "What do we do now, Jad Enzir?" he asked. ******* Author's Note Thanks for reading! If you like the story so far, please show your appreciation by leaving a good review and giving this novel a good rating. P.S. If you're interested in horror, check out my other novel also in GoodNovel entitled 'Vampire of the New World'. I also have a paranormal romance novel entitled 'Entice the Moon to Fall'.

At this point all we can do is try to hide. Suddenly, two wolves jumped out into the hallway, breaking down a door in their path. Jace steps in front of us and begins to shift into his wolf. He springs to action, intantly killing one of our attackers, his white and brown fur now covered in blood. "He said we have to run," says Carmen, who he must've just mind-linked.

"You make too much mess some days." "I'm talking about Jace." Getting up, he flicked my forehead with the back of his hand. "I didn't know you were cheating on me. Shouldn't I punish you?" "Go away!" I pushed away. "Let me mourn. Do you've white clothes? Shadow hunters wear white on death." "We also wear white," He deadpanned. "And are you insinuating to wear my clothes?"

"Please... stop." "Why didn't you tell me? Why hide it?" Elias continued teasing Jace's body. He himself was already hard and desperately wanted to be touched by Jace too...but his brain was more focused on feeding the imagination of Jace that he has...feeding it through all his senses to make up for the eye sight that he didn't have. "Ahhhnnn....Cause I didn't want you doing this to me. I didn't ask for this," Jace whispered, still moaning. "I never wanted to have heat cycle's..I'm a Null."

“Oh, but you don’t have a choice, dear. Not anymore.” Before I could react, he raised his hand, and the air around us seemed to grow colder, darker. The shadows thickened, swirling around us like living things, closing in, pressing against me, suffocating. But just as quickly as the shadows closed in, they were pushed back. A sudden roar split the night, powerful and primal. The pack had arrived. Jace’s eyes met mine, and in that moment, I saw a flicker of hope. The pack was here, and we weren’t alone anymore.