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"But there's a spell... It's dangerous but it might be what you're looking for. Please don't hurt us." "Show me," I snapped stepping back to give her space. Henry's eyes glowed gold warning the witch his wolf was alert and ready. She rummaged through dusty old books flicking through the pages, scanning through spell after spell. Eventually she stopped her finger trailed down the yellowed page. An image of a twisted, monstrous wolf more Lycan than werewolf filled one page, lines and lines of foreign words filled the other. I snatched the book from her admiring the muscular depiction of the wolf. It stood on hind legs. Red blood dripped from it's teeth, the only color in the black and white im

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And I was starting to have hard breathing as I could smell the stinky scent of the black powder. "Okay, let me lecture you for the last time before your wolf's strength and power disappear. And eventually, you'll die," he shifted back to his human form and put a smile on his face. "That black powder is referred to us as the magical mountain ash mixed with wolfsbane. Those were two of our werewolf weaknesses. When they're combined, their effects become worse and stronger to someone weak as you." "We better get going, Denver. Joshua's boat is waiting for us at the tail of this wooden boat. Marcos and the rest were also heading in our direction." One of them highly suggested that made my wolf e

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It was closed, with no title, but a symbol was tooled into its cover—the same symbol from the bone resonator: the wolf unraveling into a spiral. He approached it with a reverence that felt out of place in the violated chamber. He did not touch it. “It’s a Weaver’s Grimoire. Warded to the bloodline. He could not open it. He could not even move it.” He looked at me, his gaze intense. “It will only respond to you.”

The wound had been deep, I remembered the pain. My eyes fell on the book Dien had left behind. It was bound in ancient leather, its pages yellowed with age. "Supernatural Beings: The Lost Histories of Werewolf Kind" was etched in fading gold letters on the spine. My hands trembled as I opened it to where Dien had been reading. The chapter title made my heart stop: "The Golden Wolves of the Ancient World." In all my years of reading about werewolves, I'd never encountered anything about golden wolves. I devoured the words on the page, each sentence making my breath come faster. Golden hair that seemed to glow... heightened senses beyond even normal werewolves... extraordinary healing abilitie