“Dragana”… I heard the voice of beta Artemis outside my door.. “Come in” I said, my hands still mixing the herb pouches, looking like a mess, my hair all over the place.. It was that time again, the warriors needed the protection spells and we also needed cleansing ones. My hands were all covered in dirt and herbs, and I even have forgotten time – it took me a whole day, but I was making excellent progress. Some of the ladies in the pack have offered their assistance, but they had no powers, no magic. For the best potency, only magic laden hands should touch and mix everything, before they are sealed in the pouches.A tall, very handsome, dark skinned man with eyes of hazelnut, long thick black hair and chiseled face walked in…Dressed in plain black shirt and jeans, his huge, ripped muscles were obvious and his arms looked like trees. His face was serious, but there had always been kindness and flicker in his eyes. It is much more then I could ever say for anyone else in this pack – t
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