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The trees seemed to close in around me, their branches twisting and turning like gnarled fingers. The air was thick with the smell of damp earth and decomposing leaves. A low-lying mist hovered, obscuring my vision and making navigation on the winding path ahead challenging. It was as if the forest were alive, watching every move I made, waiting for me to let my guard down.A strange energy pulsed in the air, a low, almost inaudible hum impossible to ignore. Sometimes, the mist would dissipate, revealing glimpses of strange and deformed trees that seemed to have been shaped by ancient magic.Whispers in the wind, voices that seemed to call my name. It was as if I had stumbled upon a secret world, a place where the veil between the living and the dead was thin and permeable.The sun began to set, casting long shadows on the forest floor. "Let's camp here," Aaron whispered, uneasy. "It would be imprudent to hunt witches in the middle of the night." Nodding, I anointed the grass around h
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AARON"Rory!" I shouted, following behind. I wasn't going to let her face the witches alone! But the witches weren't doing anything. Instead, they just looked at her with confusion in their eyes."Who are you?" one of them asked."It was me who put an antidote vial in your dinner and made it taste bland. I'm sorry for that," she straightened her shoulders. "Wendell was poisoning you.""I knew it," said the witch we heard seconds ago. "Poison ivy and nightshade."Chloe nodded breathlessly. "We have more antidote. We can give it to you and help your kind heal." The witches were now listening attentively."All I ask is that you return to our pack mansion and help us. We're under attack by Wendell and his hunters. We need your strength.""What do we gain from this? Otherwise, you won't give us the antidote?" Chloe threw our entire stock to them. I almost shouted, but I kept my composure."That's yours," she said. "I would never hide it from you. You deserve to be whole. I just want you to
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**Chloe"You may have power, Wendell," I said, "but I have something you'll never understand. I have loyalty, love, and the strength of my pack behind me." With a roar, Wendell attacked me, his eyes blazing with fury. But I held my ground, ready to face him head-on.We clashed, each of us using all our strength to gain an advantage. Wendell was a formidable opponent, but I refused to back down. As we fought, I could feel Rhea vibrating in my chest. She was eager to join the battle, eager to sink her teeth into our enemy.Finally, Wendell stumbled, and I saw my chance. With a flick of my wrist, I sent a fireball at him. It hit him square in the chest, and he fell to the ground, writhing in agony. I approached him cautiously, my heart heavy with the knowledge of what I had done. I never wanted to kill, but sometimes the only answer to evil is to end it."Why, Wendell?" I asked, my voice softening. "Why did you do all this?" He looked at me, his eyes filled with pain."My family," he sa
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Chloe Some time later... I couldn't keep working like a rat in that restaurant. I was too tired and hurt. It was then that Montana took me into his home. She was also once a slave, and knew better than anyone that I was destroyed. Of course, that didn't mean my work was over. Every now and then, I would be asked to do something. It took us a whole day and half of another day to prepare the place for the moon ceremony. Luna told me that there would be more than six hundred guests, between our pack and the neighbors, with whom we shared a peace treaty. When we finished packing everything, Luna sent me home so I could rest for a few hours. I had to be back at the leader's house by nightfall. The party wouldn't start until nine o'clock. When I got home, I was greeted by the unpleasant sight of my aunt walking around the living room naked... “Ecaaalt,” I said out loud, to get her attention. — You know, these rooms were made specifically for our privacy. Not to walk around the house
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“Chloe, Luna needs you in the kitchen,” one of my coworkers said. “I'll be there in a minute,” I replied, collecting empty plates and filling some champagne glasses. When I entered the kitchen area, I was greeted with a shower of confetti. —Happy birthday, Chloe! — everyone shouted. They brought a beautiful cake with eighteen candles. — Oh, my Goddess! Guys, you didn't need it! — I said, looking at the cake in wonder. - Oh, stop it! It's not every day you turn eighteen,” said one of the cooks. — Yes, very soon you will hear your wolf. — Then you will be able to transform and... — Lady Karla dragged the 'e' while looking at everyone. —...find your partner! I rolled my eyes as they laughed. We ate some of the cake and went back to the hall to continue our work. Suddenly I heard a strange voice in my head. — Hello, Chloe..., — it was subtle, but clear as day. It was my wolf. She had finally woken up. — Um... hello? — I replied in my mind. She laughed and came to the surface.
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— Oh, come on, don't be a spoilsport. There's no way you're bored,” he drawled as he drank his beer. —Yes, I am, actually. I'm only here because I'm the host,” I looked at him. — Have you found your partner yet? I want to end this party soon. I regretted the question the moment it left my mouth. Max started crying and threw his arms around my shoulders. - No! I'm starting to believe I don't have a date. Ah, Goddess of the Moon! Will it be my destiny to be a lone wolf forever? — he shouted, holding my arms. — Let go of me, you idiot! But he held me with an iron hand. — No, you need to comfort me! I'm heartbroken, I can't find my partner. — I told you to let go of me! — I stopped abruptly when a heavenly scent entered my nostrils. I pushed Max aside, trying to sniff the air for the source. — What... hey! — Max started to whimper, but I stopped him. — Do you smell that smell? I asked him. - What a smell? Delancy asked. I completely forgot she was still there. - Hmm? — Max sniff
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But if you feel angry, angry or disappointed, know that even though I'm gone, I'll be there for you. Don't let your feelings stop you from seeing the blessings that surround you. Ask the Moon Goddess to allow you to see where your mother and I saw you, and you will become the person you want to be... A reflection on your parents. For yours acts as your true partner. With all the air that exists my action, Daddy. I became a waterfall again, but now the tears were tears of happiness. Dad was right. Being sad and crying was a waste of energy. As much as it was for me, it must have been a shock for Alpha Aaron to find out we were partners. Maybe, with time, he would be able to accept this. I just had to be patient. Aaron A maid. An omega is my rubbish partner?! This has to be a joke! I paced back and forth in my office, trying to come to terms with what had just happened. I mean, I was an alpha, for God's sake. My lineage is very old, it is a long succession of noble leader
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His voice was so rough that I started to shake. — I'm sure it must have been a misunderstanding, Alpha Aaron. I know Chloe wouldn't do something like that,” Luna said. “That's right,” Montana agreed. — I assure you, alpha, that my Chloe is not a thief. Something or someone made her run away from the party. She came home crying last night. Montana got in front of me, trying to defend me. — Surely, in her rush to get home safely and away from whoever hurt her, she forgot to return her uniform. I couldn't speak. I was shaking, pinned to the floor, fighting back the tears that desperately wanted to fall. Why was he being so mean to me? — Who did this to you, Chloe? — Luna asked suddenly. I looked at the alpha, who gave me a silent warning. I closed my mouth tightly and looked at my feet. — May I have a word with Miss Craton? Alone? — Alpha Aaron asked. I turned to Montana, who glanced at me briefly and then looked at the three people standing before us. “Um. Sure,” she said. My
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**Chloe"You may have power, Wendell," I said, "but I have something you'll never understand. I have loyalty, love, and the strength of my pack behind me." With a roar, Wendell attacked me, his eyes blazing with fury. But I held my ground, ready to face him head-on.We clashed, each of us using all our strength to gain an advantage. Wendell was a formidable opponent, but I refused to back down. As we fought, I could feel Rhea vibrating in my chest. She was eager to join the battle, eager to sink her teeth into our enemy.Finally, Wendell stumbled, and I saw my chance. With a flick of my wrist, I sent a fireball at him. It hit him square in the chest, and he fell to the ground, writhing in agony. I approached him cautiously, my heart heavy with the knowledge of what I had done. I never wanted to kill, but sometimes the only answer to evil is to end it."Why, Wendell?" I asked, my voice softening. "Why did you do all this?" He looked at me, his eyes filled with pain."My family," he sa
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AARON"Rory!" I shouted, following behind. I wasn't going to let her face the witches alone! But the witches weren't doing anything. Instead, they just looked at her with confusion in their eyes."Who are you?" one of them asked."It was me who put an antidote vial in your dinner and made it taste bland. I'm sorry for that," she straightened her shoulders. "Wendell was poisoning you.""I knew it," said the witch we heard seconds ago. "Poison ivy and nightshade."Chloe nodded breathlessly. "We have more antidote. We can give it to you and help your kind heal." The witches were now listening attentively."All I ask is that you return to our pack mansion and help us. We're under attack by Wendell and his hunters. We need your strength.""What do we gain from this? Otherwise, you won't give us the antidote?" Chloe threw our entire stock to them. I almost shouted, but I kept my composure."That's yours," she said. "I would never hide it from you. You deserve to be whole. I just want you to
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The trees seemed to close in around me, their branches twisting and turning like gnarled fingers. The air was thick with the smell of damp earth and decomposing leaves. A low-lying mist hovered, obscuring my vision and making navigation on the winding path ahead challenging. It was as if the forest were alive, watching every move I made, waiting for me to let my guard down.A strange energy pulsed in the air, a low, almost inaudible hum impossible to ignore. Sometimes, the mist would dissipate, revealing glimpses of strange and deformed trees that seemed to have been shaped by ancient magic.Whispers in the wind, voices that seemed to call my name. It was as if I had stumbled upon a secret world, a place where the veil between the living and the dead was thin and permeable.The sun began to set, casting long shadows on the forest floor. "Let's camp here," Aaron whispered, uneasy. "It would be imprudent to hunt witches in the middle of the night." Nodding, I anointed the grass around h
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ChloeThe trees towered above me, their branches stretching towards the sky. The scent of wildflowers filled the air. But as I ventured deeper into the forest, a sense of unease crept over me. Perhaps exploring alone wasn't such a good idea.I froze; my heart raced as a branch snapped in the undergrowth. I waited to see what would emerge. Then, without warning, a massive black wolf emerged from a bush and advanced straight toward me. With my heart pounding, I braced for the worst. But as the wolf approached, it stopped and looked at me with a gentle, almost human-like light in its eyes.Before I could react, it turned and disappeared into the depths of the forest. What was that? What just happened? My mind was a maze as I returned to the castle.I walked down the corridor towards the east wing, excitement building in my chest. Whatever happened, the library had become my sanctuary. I couldn't wait to explore the opulent space, rich in history and knowledge.Passing through the heavy w
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The world was bathed in a golden light, and there, at the end of what seemed to be a vast meadow, were my mother and Selene, holding hands. I approached them, my heart full of admiration."Good job." My mother smiled. "We knew you could do it."Selene clapped her hands. "And now, because you believed, you've opened yourself to the greatest gift of all." My eyes gleamed as she handed me a ring with a unique moonstone."Whenever times get tough, dear daughter, plant your lips on this stone," she whispered, placing the ring on my index finger. This will connect your heart to mine through a silvery thread.I was momentarily blinded by the ring's glow, then my mother tenderly kissed my forehead. In this realm, she was very tangible."It's time for you to go."I looked at her eagerly, savoring every little detail. I had to store her in my memory, to cling to every bit of beauty her form contained."I wish I could take you with me." This was the child in me, saying things that reflected the
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AaronRory dragged me away before I could say anything else to Eleanor, or mistreat her, just to be sure. She waited until we were in our room."What was that?" she growled. "How did you know what we were talking about?"I shuffled my feet. I didn't want her to know that I had mentally connected with her without her consent. But she had been so down in the past few days that I just wanted to know if I could help. She interpreted my silence as the worst."When are you going to stop playing?" she shouted at me, clenching her fists. "Whenever you stop this madness," I retorted. "Are you insane? How can you think that death is the answer? That witch is lying to you."Chloe turned towards the door, ready to storm out in anger. I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards me."Please, Rory, please, listen to me.""Just leave me alone."**The annual Iliamna fair was in full swing as I walked through the bustling crowd, still weighed down by the last encounter with Chloe. The aroma of fried doug
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He responded with calm determination, his eyes never leaving mine."You're weak, Aaron," I spat. "If you run, it means you're choosing your own life over hers. You're not a true alpha!"Aaron's eyes gleamed, and he growled, "I am a true alpha.""And I will never leave Chloe. She is my mate, my love, my everything."We continued to fight, our bodies colliding and exploding with ferocity. The forest trembled with the strength of our magic and limbs, and the air was thick with the smell of sweat and blood.Suddenly, we were interrupted by a voice, and we both turned to see Chloe standing behind us, her eyes wide with fear and confusion."Stop this! Both of you! This isn't helping anyone!"Aaron and I halted, our eyes still locked on each other. Slowly, we lowered our hands, and the magic dissipated. We stood in silence, panting, our bodies tense and ready to fight.Chloe took a step forward, her eyes moving from me to Aaron and back. "What's happening?" she asked, her voice trembling.Aa
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"So, you might want to return this baby to where she belongs." I sighed, exhausted. "What's wrong with these hunters, Kala? How can they separate children from their homes?"Her voice trembled as she replied, "Heartless, that's what they are."I nodded. I had more business to take care of. — "I'll trust you to ensure she gets home safely. Do you know where Eleanor is?""I saw her heading towards the northern edge of the forest, Alpha. She seemed determined to walk by moonlight. She's funny."I growled in frustration. The last thing I wanted to do was wander through the forest now. I wanted to be with Chloe. Cronnos suffered for her, and so did I. But I needed this to happen too. Because what if this was the antidote? What if this could help bring the witches' collective to our side? It would be a significant victory against Wendell.I looked at my clothes. Sure enough, I had the baby's hair on my shirt. Well, the final ingredient, ready.So, I gathered the ingredients and headed to th
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She was all alchemy, magic flying at the tips of her fingers, her touch was fire and soul. I pulled her close and kissed her back, letting my tongue dance against hers. Our hands rose to embrace each other, mine firmly entwined around her waist. She sighed my name. Before I realized it, I laid her down on the ground, and my lips were on her nose, eyes closed, forehead and neck, traveling up to the delightful curves of her chest."I love you," I murmured against her neck, lovingly licking the place where I marked her as mine. "I love you today, tomorrow, and in a thousand other universes.""Well, isn't that touching?" The mature and melodious voice sounded as if someone had stabbed a knife into a stone. I gritted my teeth and sat up.Chloe seemed visibly disturbed. "Eleanor! I thought you had retired for the night."She looked from her to me, disapproval and a strange gleam in her eyes. "Yes, but the night was so beautiful that I felt like a walk was in order."Why did she always have
