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CALEBS STORY'S POV

The witch gave me a hateful glare as she began to walk backwards. I couldn't blame her as witches had a bad hate for werewolves. I had heard of the story about the war that had broken out between the witches and we werewolves but I still couldn't find any reason why we were still fighting over a mistake that our fathers had made. I decided that I would be the one who would bring the change.

"My name is Caleb," I said as I slowly walked up to her. She raised her wand at me and I immediately came to a stop. I guess I had to speak with her from where I stood. "What is your name?" I asked her but she didn't reply me. I then decided to ask again. "What is your na--"

"I heard you the first time, werewolf," she said, still maintaining her glare with her wand still pointed at me. "What I want to know is why you want my name."

"I just want to know you," I said and she scoffed.

"You want to know me?" she said with a sarcastic chuckle. "Did you not just see the death and killi