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I shook my head, overwhelmed. "No, I'm not fine. I let my anger get the best of me and now, look what happened. How many people were injured?”Aaron stepped forward with a grim expression."We don `t know yet. We need to find out and help them. But first we need to get out of here before the hunters and their allies return.”Max nodded in agreement. “We should go back to pack territory and regroup. We’ll figure out our next steps there.”I shook my head, feeling a deep sense of shame and regret. I always knew my powers were dangerous, but I never imagined I would cause so much devastation.As we started heading back to pack territory, I couldn't help but feel like I had let everyone down.My mind was full of thoughts about how I could have done things differently, how I could have avoided causing so much damage.Suddenly, Rhea moved inside me and I could feel her presence in my mind.“Chloe,&
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WOLFANG As I descended the cold, damp staircase that led to the dungeons, I couldn't help but shiver with anticipation. My beta, Max, followed close behind, his sharp claws clicking on the stone steps. We were going to interrogate Wendell's brother, Alastor, and extract information about his treacherous plans for the wolf race. We enter the dungeons. I could hear Alastor's muffled screams coming from one of the cells. The smell of decay and despair hung heavily in the air, and I could barely see through the dimly lit hallways. “Get up, Alastor,” I growled when we reached his cell. “We have some questions for you.” Alastor slowly got up from the ground, his fur matted and his eyes bloodshot from the torture he suffered. "What do you want from me?" he spat. “We want information,” Max growled, anger bristling. “We know your brother is planning something big against our pack. We need to know what it is.” Alastor's eyes darted between us. “I'm not going to talk,” he finally said, h
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Yes, I protected my partner, but that was part of our natural instincts. I should suspect someone who could hurt Chloe. And it didn't matter that Eleanor kept saying she had Chloe's best interests at heart. She continued to do things that tested her emotions, and it hurt me to see my partner feeling sad, upset, and exhausted because of this old friend. Suddenly, she turned her bright eyes only to me. “Perhaps you would like to join me on the walk, pup?” I showed my teeth. “I would like you to call me Alpha Aaron and nothing else.” She scoffed at that. “I will address you by whatever name I see fit. Right now, you look and talk like a stubborn, silly puppy. So that’s what you are.” I was on my feet immediately, Cronnos threatening to come out of me. Who the hell does this woman think she is? Let me out and I'll show her who the real Alpha is. She is constantly trying to take our mate away from us. Stop it, I tried to reason with him. If I attack her now, Chloe will be mad a
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I nodded, not knowing what to make of his words. “You brought me the ingredients,” she said, pointing to the small package in my hand. "Good. Now we can get to work.” I handed her the package and she placed it in the cauldron, stirring vigorously. The mixture began to bubble and hiss, sending wisps of vapor into the air. The scene was incredibly witchy and I couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. Eleanor was known for her powerful magic, and I didn't want to be on the wrong side of that. I wondered, not for the first time, how Chloe trusted her so openly. The woman seemed capable of turning people into frogs at will. As she continued to stir the cauldron, she looked at me with a strange expression. “You don’t trust me, do you?” she asked, her voice low and dangerous. I hesitated for a moment. “I don’t trust anyone who uses magic for their own gain.” Eleanor laughed. “Ah, but that’s the beauty of it, isn’t it? Magic can be used for good or evil, depending on the user's
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Eleanor I had been waiting for this visit for a long time. So when Chloe looked me in the eye and told me she knew about the elements, I felt nothing but sadness. “You must know why I didn’t tell you myself. I just hoped you would find your way and look for the answers on your own.” "What do I have to do?" she asked, her eyes resolute. “You have to believe. You see, child, for you to return to this plane in a resurrected form, the only way through death is with hope.” She was a little confused when I said, “So, in essence, I die, but do I die knowing that I will live?” "Yes." I smiled weakly. “You die knowing that this world is waiting for you and that, like everything else, you will only make a small journey.” “Show me the way.” “Tomorrow, when the moon rises, we will finish this. Then your training will be complete.” “How the hell are you.” I turned around, my heart suddenly becoming cold. I knew that voice. My companion looked at me, his eyes bloodshot. Aaron Chloe drag
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CHLOE"For!" I ran towards the two, my heart in my mouth, an entire living organism.Aaron was so busy trying to choke Eleanor that he didn't hear me right away. His wolf was furious and his eyes were red with rage.“I'm going to kill you once and for all,” he said to Eleanor, holding her tightly. “You dared to come between me and Chloe and push her away. I will finish you.”I couldn't see that nothing I said would bring him back, so I did the next best thing.Or maybe this was the best thing I could have done under the circumstances.A warm glow like an ember began to take root in the center of my chest. I waited until it was a little ball and removed it so it could nestle in my arms.But this time I didn't shoot at the two with the intention of causing harm.No, I told the ball what to do.Show them I'm okay, I whispered to him. Show them that they don't have to k
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"Chloe?" The question echoed until I stirred from my restless sleep. Once again in the forest, seeking answers without knowing what I pursued. Riddles in the dark. Rhea nudged me awake. "Hey. You’re having a rough few days, aren’t you?” I sighed. “Tell me about it.” Yawning, my attention fixed on the concerned face before me. Aaron regarded me as if I were a fragile trinket. "What is it?" I asked him. “And can I have a coffee first?” He smiled. Moments later, I had a cup of steaming, frothy cappuccino. Much better. “I'm leaving the castle grounds for a while. I don't know when I'll be back. Reports of witches in the southern bend of the White Mountain.” My heart sank. If witches were near our territory, Wendell wasn't far away. “You’re not going alone.” I took a sip of coffee, meeting his gaze. He gave a characteristic frown. “I thought you would resist. It’s not safe, Chloe.” “No more for you than for me,” I replied. “The south curve is just a few miles from Fairbank. We
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ChloeI fought on the front lines, side by side with Aaron.The sound of clashing metal and the heat of battle surrounded me, but I remained focused on the task at hand.Suddenly, I spotted Wendell running away from an explosion.Adrenaline pumping through my veins, I followed him, determined to bring him to justice for what he did to our pack. I found him crouched behind a fallen tree, trying to escape the chaos like a coward.“You won't get away with it, Wendell,” I growled, taking a step toward him. “You and your hunters will pay for what you did here.”But Wendell just laughed, his eyes shining with a cruel light.“Oh, I think so, my dear Chloe,” he said, a sneer on his lips. “I have plans for chaos here. Plans to look like a hero at the end of the day.”Anger rose at his words and I lunged at him, claws bared. He dodged and we faced each other, circling each other cautiously.“Why are you doing this, Wendell?” I demanded, my voice low and dangerous. “Why hurt so many innocent peo
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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
