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Klaus nodded and then stood up, heading for the bathroom, and I saw the chain extend as he walked away. I left the room and met Anderson outside. "They're on their way back, but it'll be a few hours before they get here," Anderson warned me. "James and the battalion stayed behind, the Wizards have informed us that they're going to stay out of this war, while there's been a lot of movement on the part of the Werewolves." I took a deep breath, having the Wizards as an ally would be great, precisely because I know that they can identify necromantic spells much more easily.

Unbeknownst to Kyle, it was just a temporary rule to seal his fate and someone else's. Drew Chen. The muscular, tall and handsome jet black haired and green eyed Werewolf and Witch. Drew smiled and walked towards his cousin Kyle. "It's been long since we saw each other. Why that look?" Drew said pouting his lips. "I know why you are here. What method do you guys want to use now to force me into getting married?" Kyle asked with a deadpan expression.

As Will lay tumbling down from being violently attacked by several werewolves, he noticed the oddity in the people who had originally been running frantically outside. "What is this? Why did they all stop running?” asked Will in surprise as he tried to stand back up. “I used a spell to keep them from moving their legs.” Someone answered Will's question. The blue-eyed youth turned his head, "Peter!" exclaimed Will who was surprised to see his friend was holding back the claws of a beast.

He was human again, but he looked broken. "I told you," he gasped, his voice a broken glass rasp. "I told you to stay away." "I saw you," Kaelira said, her voice stronger than she felt. She walked toward him, ignoring the instinct that told her to run miles in the opposite direction. "I saw all of it. The wolves. The shifting. The... the pack." Zayden looked up at her, his face pale and etched with a terrifying vulnerability. "Then you know what I am. You know I'm a monster."

I woke up in the middle of the night. The room was pitch black except for the faint blue glow of the flame lamp on the wall. Lily had fallen asleep, slumped against the edge of my bed. Her lashes were still wet with tears, her face tired but unyielding. I stayed perfectly still, careful not to wake her, but my thoughts kept spinning. Everything that had happened lately played over and over in my mind. Clearly, werewolves were way too tough, so killing them was next to impossible. If I wanted to get back to the human world, ordinary suicide methods wouldn't cut it.

“I’ve been following you for quite some time. I wasn’t aware that the girl had a mate.” “Ares,” said Nora, “Ares, of pack Eliot is her mate. So whatever beef you have with werewolves having witches as mates it’s clearly not as uncommon as you think that it is.” Mordred shook his head. “The werewolves fear magic. They don’t like anything that might make them lose control. If they knew anything about witches, they’d know that magical law forbids using magic to take away someone’s will power.” “Magical law?” Nora asked.

Gabriel, Minx, Wendy, and Oliver all sat down together in the sitting room. "Can someone explain to me what the hell is happening to Jordan?” Oliver asked in a not-so-calm tone. "He's having visions about a particular evil witch, Avery. She's a witch from centuries ago that was raised from the dead recently and she's vowed to kill off all the werewolves starting from the Oscars for her to do this, she wants Jordan by her side claiming that both of them are destined to rule the world. “She keeps appearing to him in visions and causing harm to his mother just to make him swear allegiance to her, but he's not giving in so she's coming after him physically" Wendy narrated which left both Gabriel

And the werewolves get to be too much human - jealous, untrusting, and selfish. "So... how's your little girl." Carrie gasps. She is caught off guard when Lucy, a member of the pack who is also a mother, whispers teasingly behind her. "Hansel's fine. But is it not inappropriate for you to call her 'little girl'? She'd already reached the hundred," Carrie shows her annoyance wishing the old b*tch will go away. "Is it? She always looks like a child to me... to us... So Immature, uncontrollable, unwanted, almost like a ro-"

A sudden pain washed over them, and suddenly heard a growl on their minds that seemed to shake and rattle their bones. That just lasted for a second, but it is enough for them to have a thought of it. They haven’t even spoken yet, when someone connected a mind link to Gamma Zayev. “Gamma Zayev, some of our warriors suddenly got unconscious at their posts. We concluded that it is after we felt some fort of great mind link by some wolf that sends a sudden pain on all of us,” said one of the warrior werewolves. “Send some mind link to the warriors near the pack house. If there are any that are not affected, send them to the areas guarded by the fainted warriors. And bring our unconscious warrio