She could hardly see Jazzy through her swollen eyes and her face was so bruised she was hardly unrecognizable. Witches typically had quick healing abilities like most magical beings, but the wolfbane was keeping her from healing at all. Which was exactly what Jazzy wanted. “You are also a traitor,
Lila’s POV As soon as we neared Starcove, I could feel the power of the witches. I knew of a witch once when I was only a little girl. She helped my mother when she discovered she was a Volana wolf and taught her how to use her powers and how to control them. Sadly, she died, and I never reall
“Your mother and her kind shouldn’t exist,” Paul seethed. “I’m finishing your father’s job. She was supposed to die long ago. As should you.” The rogues surrounding us were lowering themselves and their slit eyes were fixed on Enzo. A nervous feeling bubbled in the pit of my stomach. I wasn’t liki
Third Person POV Two outcomes were told by a prophet. The rise of the Volana population or the fall of the Volana population. If the strongest Volana in the world continues to exist as she does, there will be a rise. However, if she ceased to exist, then there would be a fall. Jonathan had kno
“You need a witch that you can trust to do the job. She will need a Volana sacrifice…. But not just any Volana. The strongest Volana to ever exist. The product of true love between a Volana wolf and an Alpha. Once you have that wolf, a witch will perform the ceremony and the blood of the Volana will
Enzo’s POV Jazzy was put in the holding cell, just underneath the Calypso packhouse, until further notice. We kept her shackled with cuffs that kept her powers locked away and to our surprise, she told her coven to let her go. It made me think she had other things planned and it worried me.
I nodded, taking a cookie off the plate on the counter. “She’s still with Diana in her village. The shield is still intact and there are a lot more survivors than they initially thought. They are in the process of healing and things are looking okay,” I answered, taking a bite of the warm chocol
Lila’s POV “Are you sure there’s nothing more I can do to help?” I asked; we were almost at the school, and I didn’t like leaving the Calypso pack with everything going on. Enzo reached over and took hold of my hand. “The only thing I want you to do is focus on school,” he said softly. “Your f