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Boulder howled beside him, his tawny fur ruffled, the moonlight reflecting in his amber eyes, the clearing a sanctuary, the warmth a shared renewal. Lila smiled, her hazel eyes bright with pride, her voice soft, the moonlight illuminating her face, the warmth of their bond a mirror to the joy in her heart, the air thick with their shared legacy, the clearing a sanctuary, their unity a radiant flame. “Written in the stars,” she said, her quill pendant gleaming in the moonlight, the moonlight dancing in her eyes, the clearing a haven, the warmth a shared joy. Spark howled beside her, her golden fur ruffled, the moonlight reflecting in her amber eyes, the clearing a sanctuary, the warmth a shar

“ I got these made. I do n’t know if it’s commodity you would like to do, but I allowed it would be a nice idea. Of course if you- ” She intruded me by screaming. “ Dear girl, stop rambling. ” She chortled. “ Whatever it's you ’ve got. We ’ll do it, ” she claimed. I pulled out a red sky lantern that had their names on and ′ ever soul mates ′ with a black figure of two wolves heads snuggling together. I watched their responses to see if anyone did n’t like them. “ Clara. ” Addi breathed. “ They're gorgeous. ” She replied. Amaris ’ eyes welled up, and she pulled me into a clinch, “ thank you so much, ” she rumored. I hugged her back and jounced. I gave the lanterns out wit

After taking a short nap I went over to Louise’s room to hang out. I knocked on the door and opened it before she said anything. What I seen as soon as I walked in was amazing. I’ve never seen this girl draw before the visions started but saying she amazing is an understatement. She had a huge canvas sat up on an easel, it was a drawing of snow-covered mountains, with a large log cabin at the base. With a family of wolves running around, a huge lavender field, I think, to the left of the cabin and a dense forest to the right. Birds flying in the sunset of the sky. It was gorgeous. “How do you like it?” Louise asked coming out of the bathroom.

As I enter, I see Ophelia and the other witches by her bedside. "She is better now but will take awhile for her and her wolf to fully recover," Ophelia informs me. I nod, understanding the need to still keep a closer eye on her. They all bow their heads to me briefly before leaving me and Amelia alone in the room. Moving closer to the bed, I notice Amelia's eyes fluttering open slowly, a low groan escaping her lips and for a moment, the world stops. My little Wildcat. Her eyes fall on mine and my lips slowly curl upward into a weak smile "Atlas," she whispers, her voice weak.

Woven into the ring was the shape of a dragon; a creature that reminded me of Ransom's first shift, but not quite; and an owl. The next blazing ring sat outside the mate ring. Stretching from under my breast to the top of my hipbone. All of my family's animals were depicted. Which now included a deer. Even Lukas was shown. A big O with a line running through it. At the section closest to my hip bone was another animal. I couldn't quite tell what it was, but it had beautiful wings. Atlas crawled around on the floor behind me. With his electronic pad, he raised it, aimed it, and I heard the sound of a camera shutter closing. He took multiple pictures from a variety of angles.

Amy beamed at me, she sat next to me with her hand moving across the surface of the table, seemingly holding a pencil as she talked to me. "Hi Amy, what are you doing?" I asked her, curiously looking at what ever she was doing, her aura purple with concentration and going into a yellow around her. "I'm drawing a picture of my family," she informed me, not even looking up at me, which in some wolves eyes, a sign of disrespect, but I adored Amy, so that didn't really matter. She was a gem. Amelia had described her sister to have long brown hair, bright blue eyes like hers and a thin stature, only because she wouldn't eat her greens. In Amelia's eyes, she was a beautiful young girl who wanted t

Solana replied, and the two of them shared a knowing smile. Olivia always felt a rush of satisfaction whenever she took something away from her stepsister. Just imagining the possibility of stealing Lucas too made her grin from ear to ear. Lucas was Amelia’s most prized possession. No expensive bag or luxury clothing could compare to Lucas’s looks and status in Olivia’s eyes. She had admired him for a long time and had always dreamed of taking him away, but she never managed to because Amelia guarded her boyfriend too well. “Mom, do you think Alpha Lucas will like me? I’ll be turning eighteen soon, and my wolf will finally awaken. I’m sure I’ll be stronger than Amelia and more deserving of b

Luna Jovita laughed. Alpha Juno pulled her in for a kiss. Ann Willow’s house. “All settled in?” Ann asked, walking into her room that she now shared with Ami, the were-owl princess. “I am. Thank you for sharing your room with me,” Ami said. “Don’t look so sad. We will end up being best friends; you wait and see,” Ann said, sitting next to Ami on the bed. “Don’t you already have a best friend?” Ami asked.

Zitrey was about to say something when her eyes glued at the pair of jade-green eyes staring at her, widely. At the same time, the long raven hair of the owl logo Guy fell from his shoulder and gracefully dance with the wind. Because of this, Zitrey was filled with nostalgia when she smells the fragrance of the owl logo Guy shampoo. It smells sweet... like a newly bloomed flower at Spring – a flower called Jasmine.

Lyra carried Luna down the short hall to her room, Rhea trailing with a glass of water and a nightlight shaped like a crescent moon. The little bed was a nest of blankets and stuffed animals, the wall above plastered with crayon art. Wolves, moons, stick‑figure families. The latest addition was pinned dead center: three blobs with ears—tall, small, and very big—done in stubborn, dark strokes. “Want me to stay?” Rhea asked, leaning in the doorway. Lyra shook her head. “I’ve got her,” she said. “Go argue with Marcus about trash raccoons.”