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Deklan said as he threw his bag over his shoulder again and disappeared into thin air. How did he know that I was holding my breath when I had no idea? Could he read my mind as well? Is that like a family hidden power? This is the second time that I have seen him vanish. Does he have teleportation powers? Who exactly is Deklan, aside from being Dominus's nephew? “Breathe,” My wolf purred, sounding excited. “Bitch.” Releasing a deep breath, I clutched at my racing heart and went to sit back down as I felt my knees threaten to give in. I can't be responding this way to that man who is so full of himself!

His fingers brush my jaw, hesitant, like I might disappear if he touches too hard. Then the storm shifts. Low footfalls. Mud squelching. A slow clap. Jake’s eyes snap open. He turns. And Duke steps from the shadows of a half-collapsed neighboring tent — casual, elegant, smug, wearing the aftermath of war like a tailored suit. His long coat is drenched and torn, blood splattered across one sleeve, hair slicked back by the rain. He looks annoyingly beautiful. Deceptively calm. But his eyes— Cold. Silver.

I was so shocked, my eyes couldn't believe what they were seeing. A massive wolf was sitting right there, in D.E.'s chair. Drex Ethan, also known as D.E., is the solo idol I am absolutely crazy about. And I’m the idiot who decided to infiltrate his private makeup room. Alone! I had to face the terrifying fact that my life was now at stake. That huge black wolf could do more than just trigger my fur allergy. It could tear me to pieces right here, today!

The air was filled with the rustle of pages and the scritch of his pen on paper. The hours slipped away faster than I realized. I was deep in the history of the Moon Wars, according to witches, when Duke yawned, and something chimed. "I'm headed for a shower. Don't get eaten by a book." I scoffed as he left, stretching over his head. I went back to reading. As I turned the page, I saw the drawing of a man holding a staff that looked a lot like the Spear in the museum. I wondered if he was Peter's ancestor. I turned again and there was an image of a gigantic black wolf. It was at least as big as a horse. The eyes were inked with various colors that shifted like David's eyes.

"Holy Shit, Keya!" My aunt Shenita scratches her head irritably. Asking in confusion and disbelief. "Wait... he has SIX Different things living in him!?" I nod slowly. Watching as Dag's appearance changes dramatically. He's just as tall as Dag. Has silvery blue bumpy leather looking skin. His face is square, thin slits for nostrils, and there are these horns or spikes sticking out all over him. His head has several tall spikes that remind me of Manny's hair. He honestly looks like a T-Rex.

“Or at least she will be, if she ever decides to hatch.” Pointing across the room, he draws my attention to a large egg snugly nestled in an incubator padded with clothing that had once belonged to my Carnelia and me, surrounding her with the scent of her family. Gazing at the egg in wonder, I approach her very carefully. “I saw a small dragon in my dream,” I confess. “Silver, with golden eyes.” “Oh, is that how she looks?” Deklaan’s smile stretches lovingly across his face, softening his features. “I haven’t seen her yet. Her egg, however, seems attracted to me. Sometimes it just appears in my arms when I haven’t visited in a while.”

William explains. “My pack is actually the closest from here. Half a day in a car, it makes sense for us to go there. We need to assess Dakota’s pack immediately. I have no doubt that the King will want to retaliate against all of us,” Dex says, squatting in front of me with a plate of something that smells like heaven. But when I look in his eyes, it’s obvious my face must be telling a different story. “It’s a deer steak, and I got you some little potatoes and peas too,” he says, as he turns to sit. I take the plate, and I’m surprised to find he even has a fork.

He uttered as he examined the round, magenta, squishy but small berry that he once saw in one of the trees at the A****n Forest. “Did you find something?” Isla was already ducked on the floor, knees trembling. Her breath was uneven. “Nothi—” Eku immediately sprints towards where the rustling of leaves came from. He slowly approached it, only greens and sunshine was visible. So, the botanist inched closer; already 20 yards away from his fellowmen. He halted before it. It was a doe. The healthiest and most beautiful looking doe he had ever seen. Something that hunters or zoologists would pray to see at least glance at this magnificent creature.

From the balcony of the auction house, an old man wearing a full-white magus cloak watched how the infamous duke caught a few bad eggs, acting like a knight in shining armor that was out of his character. Instead of someone’s savior, he appeared like a visiting reaper instead. There was also the lass. Even though she wasn’t the target of the duke, the little lass still sprinted away like a scared rabbit. She didn’t even know that she was sitting at the young duke’s reserved seat without his permission. The old magus couldn’t help but chuckle after seeing the funny sight.

“Is that all?” “Yes. For now, I hope.” Kade mumbled. “Then you should leave.” She said. “Oh,” Kade looked disappointed but bowed to her. “I will be on my way then. Sorry for the inconvenience.” He turned and left. “Christ!” Dante yelled as soon as the door closed. “I have never regretted not killing someone as much I do right now.” I ignored him, my attention on Mel, who just stood, staring at the card again. I glanced at it. There was a picture of Leo Draco, grinning from ear to ear on the front.