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I was even able to get one of them to press against my hands for a few seconds before wandering away. “So, what is this plan of yours?” Dr. Martin asked. “What would you like me to do?” “That’s more like it.” Aunt Nancy said. “Right now, this whole thing falls on Dominic accessing his wolf abilities on this blood moon.” “That’s next month on the eighteenth.”

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Somehow, Amber convinced me to take a couple more sips and before I knew it I was throwing up, hard liquor was my worst enemy it seems, and Al was pissed, "How are you feeling?" Al whispered, I was curled up next to him wrapped up in a blanket watching the low fire as it blazed, listening to Amber's high pitched snores, "I feel fine," I mumbled, ear pressed against his chest listening to his heartbeat, "Does he know?" I inquired, "Valdomore... Does he know about the prophecy surrounding the chosen one overthrowing him?" "He knows... But he doesn't believe it will be me he probably thinks it will be you... Valdomore believes in no one but himself and that will be his great downfall,"

“That, in a way, is a funny story. For some reason, as soon as you walk into that building today, you have this overpowering sense of doom. Everyone gets the feeling that something is about to happen once in a while, but today, in that building, it is magnified a hundred times. You can feel your skin tighten, preparing for something that is about to happen as soon as you walk inside. Randy is there taking some readings to see if he can find out the cause,” Wren explained.

I didn’t know if it was because everyone was preparing for today’s announcement… or because my head just wouldn’t stop buzzing since dawn. I barely slept. My mind kept circling back to Winter’s words, Fenrir’s warnings, and the book. The missing book. No matter how many times I replayed everything, it all pointed to one thing: something was happening under our noses, and I was either right in the center of it… or the one who accidentally triggered it. Great. Ughhh…this is beginning to get frustrating. I just don’t know how to get to the bottom of it, I don’t even know where to start.

“Keep talking, Kurt. I haven’t allowed my wolf to break free in years. She’s hungry. Once I shift, she’ll be drinking your blood from your mauled corpse.” And for once, Kurt looked nervous. Jessica had never seen Kurt Ashfield’s eyes filled with dread before, and she was enjoying every second of this moment. Jessica faced Jack once more, ignoring the pathetic man at their side. “Are you serious? Or is this all just a crazy setup joke for the Moonfuries’ amusement? Because, har-dee -har!” Jack nodded, “I have never been more serious about anything in my life, Jessica. “ He paused. “There are three more alphas, all drawn to you the same way I am. We are all tied to the prophecy, and it’s now t

It’s like a puzzle piece fitting where it belongs. “Sadie?” I face Raven when she calls my name. There is panic and nervousness shadowing her eyes. “What if it wasn’t a dream you had, but a premonition?” Shit. Damn it, I hadn’t thought of it in that light. I didn’t want to think of it in those terms, but what if Raven is right? What if it’s a premonition? A premonition of what’s to come. A premonition of my death.

If you are working with an allied pack, it could make things so much easier. All eyes are on me, and I know why. I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. I launch into my dream, making sure I tell every detail. When I’m done, no one says anything. I know it’s a lot, which is why I’ve been so snowed the last few days. Elder Nadia clears her throat, catching our attention. “Uh, I think that’s a premonition, not a nightmare.” She’s right. That was a premonition.

“Grim is bleeding out because you swung too wide. Efficient is walking away because you didn’t waste motion.” Without warning, he lunged. Faster than thought, faster than air, and Serenya barely brought the dagger up before his hand snapped against her wrist, sending it clattering to the floor. His other hand pressed against her throat, not squeezing, but holding. “See?” His voice was maddeningly calm. “You hesitate. You think in terms of reaction. A predator never reacts. A predator anticipates.” Solana’s spirit snorted. He’s right. You’re waiting for him to move. You should already know where he’s going. Horses sense storms before they break. Wolves scent prey before they appear. Feel him.

A premonition. The shaman’s voice—precaution, Aiden, use precaution—echoes in the back of my mind, a ghostly whisper against the hum of the engine. I don't notice the strange, mechanical hum beneath my seat. I don't see the shadow of the trap I've already triggered. There is only a split-second of blinding, white-hot light and a roar that tears the sky open. The shockwave hits before the sound, a massive fist of pressure that crushes the air from my lungs.