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She asked him. "What do you want to show me, Aella?" He asked, amusement still on his face. She was so full of surprises, this woman, he thought. Slowly she began to morph in his sight, so that between one step and the other, she shifted from a woman to her wolf self. The amusement on his face melted to amazement as he watched her transformation. Black hair turning to white, small limbs stretching to strong wolf ones. And soon before him stood a great big White Wolf with amber eyes, the same height as he was.

I could lead my people without fear of killing them with my own hands. "Why her?" I asked, my voice laced with curiosity. “You keep calling her the ‘white wolf’, but she has no wolf.” The witches flared up at my denial. “Stupidity is not a good look, Kai,” the first witch gritted out. "She is not wolfless. She is the white wolf. The Siphon.” “I still don’t know why you need her. She doesn’t have any powers yet.” I uttered in confusion. “She is essential for the Purge,” said their leader. “When the red moon reaches its peak, her blood will be the key to wiping out all wolves."

What exactly did she gain? While Eros was away, I went on to do my own research. I looked for more information on the Book of the Damned. I managed to find siphon magic however it was meant to transfer a magical force from or to an object and not a living, breathing human being. There was no information about Blair Balfour either apart from her name being on the list of Living Legends.

She only used her resurrection powers because it is automatic. What he didn’t tell them was that if the White Pheonix exist than so does the White Tiger, he is the complete opposite of the Pheonix who represent everything that is pure and good the White tiger is a everything that is evil and bad. They are what the humans would call the ying and yang of the universe. That would explain why Trixie was always bubbly happy and would get physical sick when she is around sadness and why she made it her mission rid the world of evil people. He wouldn’t tell them about the White Tiger no one knows where he or she is.” Soko said, shrugging his shoulders. “Listen, when I tell you I’m tired I’m tired.

It isn't the same shimmer as a ghosting. If someone is bewitched they have a subtle pink shimmer, it’s only noticeable by the change of wind. It's like the glaze that is over them, controlling them has to change direction when the wind hits or it will lift just slightly which will allow the bewitched to become coherent enough to call for help, it is the only way I can explain it. “Thank you Derrick, summers are rough, so who was Ricky’s mother?” I asked, pretending to sip my coffee, I could smell the tiger's eye before I took my first sip. I have been playing along for now.

I began hesitantly, " what exactly is a spirit animal for? I mean, why do we have them?" Merilla stopped and turned to face me with a warm smile. " A spirit animal is more than just a companion, Meara. When someone is born with elemental powers, the Moon Goddess grants them a spirit animal as a lifelong partner. This animal is there to guide them, to help them stay on the right path. As the person’s elemental powers grow and evolve, so does their spirit animal. It changes form, becoming a new animal that better represents the person’s personality and their connection to their element at that point in their life."

"You can't do this to me! You can't, Samuel! Please!" Her voice was cracked and hoarse. "I'll give you money… Anything!" The doctor didn't respond. He filled a syringe with an anesthetic. Then Meredith's consciousness started to fade away. "N-No…" Her voice weakened. "You can't do this to me, Samuel…" A low chuckle escaped the doctor. His mask hid the curl of his mouth. "They all scream like this. They all fall the same way." Her pupils widened. The ceiling swam above her, and in her fading vision she imagined Samuel's cold stare—the gentle man she knew now delivering her to hell.

Alisa wondered. "I order you to release your great power, to eradicate all hatred and replace it with eternal happiness..." Wisps of magic light enveloped the blade and it grew thicker. But on the other hand, Penny will complete the incantation. “In the name of Patricia Koch, the creator of this sacred technique, I, Penny Schaeffer, release you...” WHOOSHH The giant ball of darkness was ready to be launched. “DIE ALL OF YOU!! HELVETELIA MORKUBOLTA!!”

An image of a woman with unnervingly dark, knowing eyes and a cruel, painted smile appeared on the screen. She swiped to the next file. "Whisper-in-Shadow. A Fae assassin who can literally parasitize a target's shadow, becoming one with it. The entry says not even a Prime Alpha's senses can detect him until the moment of the killing blow." The corresponding image was a swirling vortex of darkness, vaguely humanoid, a shape that seemed to hurt the eyes to look at.

"The prophecy states that the white wolf will come to save Alonso and break his curse. What if that white wolf was you?" "What…" "No one knows what the white wolf looks like," Kaiser interrupted. "The prophecy just says a white wolf will appear. With a bit of magic, you can be whatever I need you to be." And just like that, the plan started. Kaiser loves dark magic and he has even gotten to a professional level. He cast an illusion spell on me, one that would make me appear as a magnificent white wolf when I shifted.