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Her eyes alight with a fire that burns away the darkness. And she howls. My wolf lets out the most ferocious howl I have ever heard. The spirits recoil in terror, their ghostly forms scattering like leaves in a gale. The Sorceress's chants begin to falter, her spells unravelling in the wake of Cathy's arrival. The symbols on the ground flicker and fade, their power waning before the might of my wolf. The chandelier ceases its wild dance, the crystals settling into a serene glow that bathes the room in a soft, ethereal light.

“He is hot, I get it. I've caught Gina staring at him too.” My face writhed in disgust—me and Chris? No way. He's what they called a wizard. I normally referred to him as a male witch. Chris never studied medicine. He used to work at a mechanic shop and lived next door back in Lystvair. We were close friends despite our age gap until five years ago, when he was wanted for murder and he fled without saying goodbye. Just like Benny, he dabbled in potions and casted spells on people. But how did he manage to mask the smell of the witch’s blood that coursed through his veins?

Astrid questions, her curiosity deepening. "Ah, Princess Kendra Miarose Hunter," Felicity began with a touch of reverence in her voice. "She's an exceptionally powerful witch, well-versed in the elements and spell casting. In fact, she's just one level away from reaching level six in spell casting, which is quite an accomplishment." Astrid couldn't help but notice the admiration in Felicity's voice and decided to tease her a bit. "You sound like you like her a lot," she mumbles with a mischievous grin.

"As you said earlier you will rather die than submit to me so, as your alpha I will make your last wish come true." "ATTACK!" I shouted, noone was ready for this but as quickly as the words left my mouth everyone launched themself on eachother. With split second my clothes were torn away from my body and I grew into a gigantic creature with fangs and black fur. I became my true self, a werewolf, an alpha that was born to lead the fight. It took us very less time than I expected to kill every treacherous man that stood in our lands. A roar of victory echoed through the forest.

Jess wished she were standing closer to Caine but reluctantly took Kiaan and Damien's clammy hands when they reached out to her. "Say these words three times," Damien ordered. “Shadows lurking in the night, I summon you, come to us tonight. Give us the revenge we seek, Twist the strong and make them weak. I call on you to make this spell magick, so mote it be." After the third iteration, Jess looked about the room and noticed the others doing the same. Brows raised, Kiaan asked, "Is something supposed to happen?" "Not now," Damien assured him. "But it will. Trust me."

The witches watched me, confused, the spell still keeping them bound to one another. I opened the book with a limp wrist and from the corner of my eye I saw the spell. “Solva… catena… ignis retro…” That was the last feel of magic as I directed the spell towards the witches. I took in a deep breath, unable to move. “I wish…” I whispered, closing my eyes for a moment because they felt too heavy. “I wish I could undo what Fiona did to you and give you all your powers back.”

she told him. "I'm sorry, I will make it up to you. I promise" he told her. And Clara gave him a nod. Just then a thought struck Clara and she looked up at her mate." What is it?" Skyler asked. "The warriors, I think I can break the spell that's stopping them from shifting. I was going through the book of spells yesterday and it said I need to pay a price equal to the spell. At first I didn't know what price I had to pay but I think I do now" she said.

The apparition kindly lowered its head. Emm eagerly extended her hand as well... but her fingers passed straight through. The dragon turned toward her and breathed a gentle breeze in her direction before extending its nose once more. This time, she could feel it. The apparition leaned close and whispered into her ear. “Your wish will come true.” Then it slowly rose into the air, its voice becoming deep and ancient. “Leave this to me.” It did not forget to gently propel Chris Jnr and Emm toward Spector and Spectra, who readily caught them.

Whispering a spell under my breath, I was able to give them some relief even if it was for a short moment. A few minutes later, we walked back heading back to join the others . Edward and Jett had finally regained their senses and were behind us as we walked. Chloe's fingers were cold in mine. Small. Soft. I didn’t let go. Clasping my two hands around hers, I whispered a spell. "Ignis serah val'thoreen. Kurai'th en dorem. Lentha miran, sol'kai ven." Chloe finally stopped walking. A small red light appeared from the palm of my hand to hers burning the cold away. Chloe's hands started to regain their color as the spell slowly warmed her hands surprising her.

With the ancient text spread out before her, Seraphina began the delicate process of casting a spell, one that would grant her a fleeting glimpse of what lay ahead. As she whispered the Hebrew phrases, her voice infused with magic, the room seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly aura. Seraphina's eyes, usually a deep shade of brown, began to glint with a silvery light as the spell took hold. It was a risky endeavor, for peering into the future often came with a price. It was a realm where uncertainty danced with possibilities, and not all visions were clear or welcome.