The Alpha's Scentless Mate
While we continued to chat, a strong wind blew in our direction, we took shelter as it progressed into a whirlwind.
The whirlwind rolled progressively and flung one of the doors open. At a closer look, we realized that we were around the faculty of the black birds and the whirlwind had just flung open the door of one of the rooms where the black birds' relics and artifacts were kept.
"I thought the door was always locked," one of us said and curiosity took over us.
"Let's check it out," I said and we ventured into the room.
"I hate this place. It's the witches' warehouse, it contains creepy things, I mean bad energies," Evelyn complained.
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