~Jesse’s Point of View~ “You wanna take out the High Priest of Black Myst? Yet I’m the crazy one out smoking in the bush,” Gwen said, in shock. I stood with my roommates around her campfire, my dad was somewhere behind us, pacing. He hadn’t said much once I told him I couldn’t keep my promise, I wouldn’t give up Miranda. He had to know I’d change my mind but he wasn’t a shifter. I had to imagine it was vastly different for us, having an animal in your head controlling you. Telling you what they want. I didn’t only live for myself. My tiger had chosen, and Miranda would be his mate come hell or high water. Now that I had her and the baby, so much more was at stake. But that also meant an entirely different level of danger. Pissing off a dark magic coven and killing their leader.
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