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“Hello, may I help you?” “Good morning, I’m looking for a Miss Olivia Willows?” “That’s me. Something wrong?” I’m not sure why but the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end with anxiousness. “Ah, good. You see Mss. Willows. I’m Peter Lyles and I’ve come to discuss some concerns that have arisen. First I would like to ask. Are you the owner of this?” He holds my notebook up. My heart jumps to my throat. “What are you doing with that? How did you get it?”

"Half of them are Jake's but he couldn't come so he asked me to sell them." "Kid, don't lie to me ... these beasts are at most two months old, even if you preserve them." Luna had a peculiar look on her face now. "But I don't like to pry in other's business, so I'll let it slide ... that is, if you answer my one question ." "What is it, Ma'am? " - Creed had no option but to ask. "Have you ever heard about a man named 'Paurush' ?".

To be honest even I didn’t know what we were supposed to do with this symbol. She smacked her head and instructed, “Tyson, place your palm on the symbol of dragon….” She didn’t have to explain the rest. Zarina and Caleb placed their hands on the respective symbols. Aurora exhaled forcefully and passed by me when Tiara caught her hair. She leaned towards her and I had to let her go to her mother. Aurora’s hands trembled as she placed her hand on the second petal with the symbol of a witch. My heart pounded against my ribs as we waited in anticipation.

“Good morning” I turn my head to see who is coming. There’s Arthur with his grey hoodie, I can see he is wearing a white t-shirt inside. “Morning” I look at him suspiciously. “What’s bring you here?” I added. Arthur laughs and sits in the visitor chair, he probably knows that I will ask this as he always visits me at noon, yeah he doesn’t like to wake up in the morning. What a lazy ass! “Nope, I just missed you”

A possibility that could lead me to my freedom. I stood up, dusted my clothes, and walked towards the shelves, flinching every time my head throbbed. My eyes squinted at the endless rows of glass bottles, all filled with liquid; potions of various colors and consistency. Whoever this wizard is, his collection of potions are very impressive. Some of the bottles were clearly labeled, love potion, flying potion, summoning potion, super strength potion while others had scribbles that were barely legible.

Some thing was about to happen; she could sense it. Beside her, her loyal companion, a majestic black wolf named Luna, her grandmother, exhibited a restlessness of her own. The fur on her back stood on end, her keen eyes scanning the surroundings with an intensity matching Emily's own unease. Luna Malfoy had always been attuned to Emily's emotions, and now her wolf instincts seemed to amplify the growing strangeness in the air.

Smells almost like … buttery popcorn? I frantically search for it, but don’t see anything that could possibly be that. The work thankfully goes by quickly since two other females pitched in. When the last bit is sorted, I’m already on my feet and ready to go find Killian again. Though I have no idea what I’ll say. “Ohh! Rory this one is for you I think! It said “Aurie” so I was confused, do you know a Mason,” one of the she-wolves asks.

"For you to go to my territory. "You are not a monster" I said because I felt it... I have the ability to know if a creature is a monster based on their energy. It only failed with that girl because I couldn't feel any energy coming from her. "That's true because I'm a Mage— a sorcerer," the old man replied, who was pulled back by my soldiers. Because people are more afraid of witches. The mage has the power like a god... but has the heart of a demon. I immediately pointed the blade of my weapon at the old mage "Then it's not our god you worship..." I shouted then quickly attacked but someone blocked my sword... the girl with orange eyes, like a lightning flaming weapon suddenly appeared in

I also did, my eyes brightened in surprise. " It's the pureblood Scroll," Jeremy whispered in between his breath. " What? Unbelievable," I covered my mouth, staring at the brown scroll in his hand. The Pureblood Scroll was a book that guided the purebloods on how to utilize their power. A set of commands and fighting skills were written in it which the pureblood should master. Rumors claimed it had been destroyed by the last pureblood, but here it was in Jeremy's hand. I tried snatching it away from Jeremy, but he was faster to withhold it.

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."