The Wolves' Revenge
“Ma’am? Oh, child. You make me feel so old. Please call me Sally, and yes, you do know me from somewhere. I once appeared to you, the night I warned you about your new alpha’s treachery.”
“It's true. I remember now. By the way, he’s not my alpha!”
“Of course not, child. Put these in that mortar over there and pound it with that pestle until it turns into fine powder. I need it for the spell.”
“Okay, sure. Um, so you have the gift of seeing the future and knowing what’s about to happen before it does? Can I ask you about the future of my friends and me?” Sophia continued the conversation, taking the mortar and pounding the weird stuff that Sally had given to her. She felt very much at home wi